Jack and Gillian progressed up a hill,
For a pail of H20.
Jack fell down and broke his crown,
And Gillian came nose-diving behind.
As a consequence Jack ran home,
As quickly as he could.
He was wrapped up in bed, plus a bandage on his head,
Soaked in vinegar and brown paper!
Gillian laughed aloud maniacally!
As Jack curled up like a ball.
Gillian cried, ‘We’re very ill you see Jack!’
Jack said ‘Yes, I agree… And my name is Paul!’
At an aggressive speed
I was losing my way
I was feeling so alive
Seeing what could never be
The atmosphere burned red
And so I thought of what will be
…from now on
I noticed then what I never see
Chrome slithering roads and bloodied sky
With all moistures weeping in blue
Rolling, cruising, endless
On and over flattening mountains
This is what I’m telling you
Those slow buildings in green
I’ve finally found out what I almost lost
And sensed what I had never seen
All around while dissolving out
Through and into the Firesky!