August 25, 2016

Under your tent

Hey, can you give me a hand?

Can you give me a kiss?

I don’t remember the path

thus every sign I miss.

 

Hey, can you tell me the time

when we ‘re going to die

my thoughts seem to rhyme

and I’m turning shy.

 

Hey, I ‘ve been having the dreams

I ‘ve been crying inside.

How can you not see the steams

and sleep by my side?

 

Hey, is this some kind of revenge

or is it just life?

Are you trying to hedge

when you give me the knife?

 

Hey, are you no human being?

Machines ate up your soul

and now you ‘re playing the king

with no heart but a hole.

 

Hey, maybe I am to blame

for collapsing too soon

maybe it’s part of my game

growing weeds on the moon.

 

Take me under your tent

let me feed from your scent.

Take me under your tent

where I can be your friend.

 

Take me under your tent

there’s no physical end.

Take me under your tent

transcendental consent.

 

 

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