here we go
better take care
think about this
think about that
breathing deep
with our minds
on the countdown

the sky rips open
we fall off the world
never enough
guns
drugs
money
bullets
but at least
we’ll never
grow old

take that with a
grain of salt
again and again
living in the age
of technology
looking at the
future
just like you

forever

bones buried
in the marsh
bells ringing
under the tree
of life

get low
get high
get it on