Now there is a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky
Shine on you crazy diamond...
Pink Floyd bombilating in my head
I stare at the ceiling lying down on my bed
Arms reaching out in all three directions
they screech and swing around
they sweep and beat about
The white and empty space beyond
like the sky falling
beckoning and then hauling
Sockets filled with coffee black and egg white
liquid swarms and pools
do they drip or do they drool?...
Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!
