Level my third eye
I'll disguise our evolutionary circumstance
With my reproductionary dance
Break the trance when you realize
No one stands with Lucy when she's
Sky high
Just think, I might try
A little harder, no hero, no martyr
No sadder satyrs tale
Than the other part her father
Enchants, then leaves
Goodbye
Destructive discretionary
Fearful February
A range of politicians
Kept in cages
More white than barry
How can you eat free
When they aren't around
For you and me
Everything that is creation and destruction
Everything that is it is your own construction
Everything that is everything too
All-of-the-tools that-are on-the-earth that-build
Destroy us too
And all of the things
That we create
Will destroy
Hate