Discovering an inhuman form leaning on the parapets again

A terrace atop a new york morning years before the planes hit

And it whispered “there was hope once, long ago, before the fog was thickened

You’ve never been worth your breath unless in spades you’ve feigned it”

But there’s been worlds discovered in the time it took for me to find my bearings

There’s been more brain fluid passed through my skull than i’ll ever be

Split tongued, barnacle-shackled, chained to the pillory and hey

One day soon i’ll process all of my oxygen at the bottom of the sea

Come shake my hand friend, break all of my fingers

There’s nothing i wish for more in this life than to be so small

To drag my palms across the surface of a dream once more

And to wake up underwater with no gills at all

Find me a robe that suits my form, find me a hat that suits my taste

A horror movie off the internet on which my worldview’s freshly based

I’ll do my part, find the inebriants to carry out the plan

Remember the ghost of the gun in the closet i’d never use, but

Until then bleed down my back you said, and i did my best

Mapped every falling comet at your wanton behest

Lost the charts in the flood and apologies could never be enough but hey

This could be good, it’s always been a beta test

Oh come shake my hand friend, break all of my fingers

There’s nothing i wish for more in this life than to be so small

To drag my palms across the surface of a dream once more

And to wake up underwater with no gills at all

Or to be absolved

To think on all the places

All the waiting rooms and all their hieroglyphic magazines

To shed my cells in 7 years, a new one finally

To atone on Mauna Kea

Yearn to die in Colorado

Or to lie down on the pavement of that Appenzeller street

Oh come shake my hand friend, break all of my fingers

There’s nothing i wish for more in this life than to be so small

To drag my palms across the surface of a dream once more

And to wake up underwater

Wake up underwater

With gills and all