When the end
is still alive and sleeping on stilts
where you push
your hell into its hell
the world is
squashed together in a sleeping bag
the whole
world stretches your toe
the more you
turn the pages
the more warm
your feet shoot
you listen to
the world
seagulls kiss
the sea is the
world the power comes from
from the
crystal clear water of the rivers
where deafness
seizes age and spawns churches
it's just a
brook it all flows from
from the
inside of the earth
lift your
reading glasses out of the night
and open your
inner cinema
ready to
breathe new life
into the last
ruin of the planet.
Ruined needs
ruined needs
I don't need you anymore.
Into the last ruin of the planet
ready to
breathe new life
and open your
inner cinema
lift your
reading glasses out of the night
from the
inside of the earth
it's just a
brook it all flows from
from the
crystal clear water of the rivers
the sea is the
world the power comes from
you listen to
the world
seagulls kiss
the more warm
your feet shoot
the more you
turn the pages
the whole
world stretches your toe
the world is
squashed together in a sleeping bag
where you push
your hell into its hell
where
deafness seizes age and spawns churches
the end is
still alive and sleeping on stilts.
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