Never (k)now

Driving along I notice some pockets of air in the air

I pause to listen for the bangs that are not quite there

Along the stem of heaven I flow upwards, never down

We bring more misery to the roots of the heaven`s crown

With my feet I stomp the clouds nearer to the earth

So you could learn what licorice and pitch are really worth

The stingy taste of mustard in my mouth is honey-sweet

But on my sacred tongue these two must never meet

The guardian angel behind the shield of clouds

Won`t hear the death-fear`s banging for the banging isn`t loud

It only takes half an effort to break both sides

The other half I`ll spend on making left and right collide

I`m aming at an apple with a fireproof arrow of fire

And never lie about it if it is your heart`s desire