Thundarr

And I keep in my pocket some radioactive waste

that way I know, that way I know this won't happen again

and I keep in my locket a picture of perfect confined to a face

that way I know, that way I know she's who she claims

and my concept of beauty is not just the standard names

none of the painted, none of the ossified, none of the fame

it's not like something that matters

like a comet entering your space

causing extinction, splitting the moon on its way

when I close my eyes, motionless and safe

I make up a smell, I make up a voice, I make up a name

I keep in my stomach, an ulcer of hope dripping with rage

that way I know, that way I feel you enter my veins

I follow the pathways, but they always converge at the same place

the road not taken is just the same as the usual way

my eyes in their sockets see all of these things that wrinkle my brain

and that's why I feel, that's why I act so out place