Cool Song - No. 2

Whenever I drift by the unknown

Feign like I notice a fundamental tone

The fine petals open

And close, offended

Poor explanation and nothing shown

Kind of like if a friend

Exits without a sign

Glimmering like a precious stone

Maybe we shared a dream

For twenty nights in a row

I might feel better knowing that I was alone

Wherever scientists turn lead to birds

Torment ignites essence, delights from the earth

What you find shocking

They find amusing

Something else to soften a sadistic urge

When they tell you the extent of the vice

Then the prime time mission is to choke the statistician

And like the senses that you're lurking behind

While it gnaws right through to your core

Oh, I'd twist it more

If you think that you're free (free like a kite)

Watching as it goes by (spy the unknown)

Focus on the quiet oars

Tell me how far you'd go (go where you like)

Knowing your air won't last (last one to know)

Would you feel better holding the stars up?

What if the beast escapes (apes have it good)

And separates like a cloud (loud like a fault)

Seeps into the hollow bones?

Wouldn't its eyes expand

And zero in like a scope?

I might feel better

Knowing I wasn't alone