Hiroki's bench

Beneath the dying waves

Beyond their naming day

Before the stirring breath 

I found the last undying place

 

I reach out across the sea

Press my body against the whimpering wind

And when this cliff just might refuse to carry on 

I dive in

 

Ooooooo

 

I’m a string without a tone

Ride the sky to the source of the sun

I’m the ages as they sweep across

a landscape on the run

 

And now I see the marionette

The static rising out of a current in the air

You were just a stagehand on the set

I can forgive I can’t forget

 

Ooooooo

 

Driving through the autumn rain

Carrion carried on and on, state to state

False peaks I see and still believe

I’m lifeless as these starched sheets

 

Fall to feel to shake it free

My soul a mise en abyme for no one to read

You taught me how the seed erupts

Now I’m forever covered up

 

Ooooooo

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