Taking a wrong turn on life's winding road
A lost planet in a cold universe-
Tremb'ling and weak- a collection of bones,
From which a kettle of hell, had immersed.
Oh, liquid loop of lazier light'ning,
Undeniable shadow to my sun,
(It's the lunacy that's so inviting)
You are the tortoise still walking the run.
Yet another yes you make look like no
and another desire in disguise
Even so, you have been so nice to know,
And still on those wings, do I wish to fly.
Even so, I guess I had best lay low,
Two souls in communion- fly up, fly home.