Listen to the sound of thunder
Growing on the borders of your mind
Fragile silence broken with hallucination
Lyrical illusions on the make
For here what is real is just a fantasy
In this dimension we're only puppets on a string
So come along and dance the twist of gross uncertainty
Fellow madmen across the daze

See the words started falling
Just the calm before the storm
An octopus reaching out with eighty eight arms
Each one with a finger in a different piece of pie
Marvel at the sight of the grapevine set on fire
For every drop of water is like plutonium
Every atom of the domino principle splitting free
And once the chain reaction's started
You can never stop what will be will be

Smell the scent of the rush of life
Stretching locomotive on the run
Drums pounding in the distance
Getting louder getting closer all the time
Empty pages catching fire with the friction of writing
Dikes holding back the sea of words
Buckling at their seams
See the lazy eyes of nonbelievers
Widen as the new wave builds the dream

© 1982

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12/23/2012

Posted on 12/23/2012
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