i wish i wrote it.

We starve
look at one another
Short of breath
Walking proudly in our winter coats
Wearing smells from laboratories
Facing a dying nation
Of moving paper fantasy

Listening for the new told lies
With supreme visions of lonely tunes
Somewhere inside something
There is a rush of greatness
Who knows what stands in front
Of our lives

I fashion my future on films in space
Silence tells me
secretly
Everything

Eyes look your last
Arms take your last embrace
And lips oh you the
doors of breath
Sealed with a righteous kiss
The rest is silence

Our space songs on a spider web sitar
Life is around you and in you
Let the sunshine in