If you had some soap you could put it in your eyes and see the world as it is. Never mind the little babies swimming in a pool of gasoline, eating small parts for dinner. Smoking their cigarettes to sleep on the bed of circuits and knives. the pool is on fire in the head of the lord. Lemons and limes to make your teeth shine, we all fall together we all fall apart. I see the hand punching through the wall, Reaching for another day, reaching for another way. Androgens blinding the senses inside. Fall, we fall down again. Notice the shores foam and comatose, living inside without a light. If we had a heart we could eat it for dinner, salt butter and garlic to make a feast. Building a house out of the ground. Enclosed in your melancholy walls, imaginary figures have no way about you. You can see the trees floating away where you will never go, the ground hasn't treated them right. Making friends with your sickness, only love you'll ever have, watch the animals know what you don't and laugh. Fallen, I've fallen in.