Dear divinity, sing for me a song of each infinity’s finishing
Fishing in history, blister each conditioning
Inherently hindering everything
Sing for every particle settling in the dark darling...

Never let me live as if my purpose is existing in place
Or giving me to bigger things, you were a point in space
Now you’re the space we take up, our place in the makeup
To face and overcome, I lace up and
Get done The one thing as we swing around the sun
And sing to no one, hope is no help to those who don’t cling
Who don’t run and think to sink a stone for dead links
I’m a slinky minus spring, I’m a wink at the lens
I’m the brink of the beginning every second I extend
Into the next second’s ending
The neck steady bending to the rhythm of entropy
Entities replicate infinitely around me, it astounds me
Bound to be, sound, sight, thought circles round
From the ground to the is to the not
From living to the opposite, day twilight night
Just a coin-flip away from the light

I refuse to watch a planet fold inside itself in selfishness
If I can guide a single cell of mine against a prejudice
And edit it discredited, abetting any element
Perched upon a pediment, eggin’ a son of sediment
Federally accredited maleficent impediment
Steady medicating everybody dull and credulous
Skull-fuck an attitude attuned to any status quo
Progression is the flow, the direction time goes
And no, politicking ain’t the topic if I hadn’t made it obvious
You probably seen it too, whether anarchist or lobbyist
The tendency of sentencing sense to death by time gone by
That won’t die, but it won’t fly
Like a bird without a habitat, a cat beholden to a rat
A man without a home and holding post-traumatic aftermath
Slick to any sodden path of faded faith among the other half

Imagine yourself unclothed and alone and
Soaked to the bone in the snow with a knife
You’re attacked, will you fight for your life
Even though you’ll be dead by the end of the night?
Imagine that a man can fly
But his wings will melt if he gets too high
And the most magnificent sight is the height
Would you fly to the light then die for the hype?
Imagine that a planet can think
Imagine what would happen if it blinked
Or if it slept and it dreamed of death
Our dreams wouldn’t register I bet
Imagine what that means for anybody’s last breath
Worry debt or epithet, hurry threat or silhouette
It’s bigger than that, you’re bigger than that
I’m bigger than that, we’re bigger than that