When the sun goes down and the trees are naked,
when the fallen have no need to fall,
we’ll stop posing the charcoal question:
what life do we live when we’re awake?
With choice a circle amounting to nothing,
never a beginning, never an ending,
we’ll barricade our hears and shut our minds
and free ourselves to this conscious earth
A mummied pharaoh searches for god in Egypt
but we laugh and hedonize in our dislocation
‘cause tomorrow’s the dream we never had today
and god won’t hurt us whilst we are It
Life is unfainting when time is locked
We kill and love in our thought fulfillment
In eternity, we’re laughing lightning
and temptation’s thunder
Will we run or fly like bats?
Will we storm in clouds of desire?
We were dead but now we’re alive
All spirits require a little fire.