Make it your day

Diving

In warm water

A memory
Lost or sold

To discover



No reason to grow sane
Or mystic



Just the daily work
Blindfolds desire

Or makes it show



Out in the middle of the night
While the friends are pouring thousand drinks
I´m getting drunk without
Cause the music´s drivin´ hot,
Jumpin´ kickin´ jivin´ all the way

Freak out in a frantic dance
Straight edge
The head is wild enough
Hedge-hopping through the
Rhythms forth and back at once
Cutting up the brain-frame that we learned.




Sounds

are pearls

on
silence




And nothingness the dream

Behind substance.




Out in the wind

The sound is fading




My body wears


The moves they´re carrying



It turned me around


It turned me around


It turned me around


Turned me around






Strangely


The worm gets watered


A mainly trusted bold

To cheer in her



Though seasons blow the brain

That missed it

It´s fair to joke on mindfolds

Unwired

And on bonds it ties.


Moves and looks and
Words exchanged are one
It´s the directions that still count,
Will we focus towards the outside
And still hold the line inside
-- Adverts use these channels more than we.


Thought ´bout a reason to be blind,
We´re hand-cuffed anyway, in forecasts of
Short-minded
Subjugated
Mobs, though they´re part of each of us,
Easy livin´ has a dark side of decay.




Measuring
the extremes


Of fractions



Trying or leaving
The peaks


Of joy
and destruction



Balances were no matter


Of masses



If not for our

Assorted

Requirements


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(2010)