I toked and turned away

Blowing out the long, dry drag

Over the old dying thoughts, laugh and say

I don't know why it was so nice to be with her

Kinsey rolled back over

The looks in our eyes so questioning more

My hope in us, if ever lost; whenever

I wanted you to want me to be the whore

It's gonna take me to forever

Let the energy speak

Without your excitation and feather

What will your life really mean to me?

The dunes cast a shadow over me

Shining light, witchly cold, game of race

Stabbing winds, empty pages of back again

Lost in nowhere at a familiar pace

Dying never seemed more right

For saviour of the rains

If holding an empty home

Or trying to house the entire world

Darted dreams of vapourousness

Claps mounting for a charge

Claustrophobic of my own acuteness

Never broken but never starts

Birds always have the last laugh

Verily singing in spite of the flood

Hardened petals ripping away

Goes one ocean unto universal blood