The Wanderer
Kid A
"end waves"
the dust drips from the eyes of ancient victims
standing in the shadows of time's linear death
the procession of empty fools and their convictions
all is spayed of truth by Judgment's poison breath
you climb over -- above them, to stand
as they clutched and stroked your limbs from below,
thrashing in the darkness at the shapeless hands,
you never escaped from the dark undertow
did you even want to?
did time fall at your feet for that brief flicker?
did you have time to smile as you slid thru the years?
did you slide away from the darkness,
as you slipped thru the darkness?
did the light wrap its infinite glow around your soul and end time,
to begin the timeless flow...
-for Nate
the dust drips from the eyes of ancient victims
standing in the shadows of time's linear death
the procession of empty fools and their convictions
all is spayed of truth by Judgment's poison breath
you climb over -- above them, to stand
as they clutched and stroked your limbs from below,
thrashing in the darkness at the shapeless hands,
you never escaped from the dark undertow
did you even want to?
did time fall at your feet for that brief flicker?
did you have time to smile as you slid thru the years?
did you slide away from the darkness,
as you slipped thru the darkness?
did the light wrap its infinite glow around your soul and end time,
to begin the timeless flow...
-for Nate