Alas, rainbow's middle infinity's destination
And this sound was the same dark brown tone
And slowly, apprehensively, raised the latch
At first he thought he'd imagined it
Alas, white cold
At night he would listen to the click of heels on concrete outside
But then it came again, only heavier this time
This
The preaching alphabetics, the long lost lovers
And try to imagine the facial features of the unseen figure
All the stars touch to the cold molten sunflower, fly to his middle eye
And seeing a repetition of skulls
Into the hills then to search for another searcher's closely held goals
A trick of the light and too much caffeine, he thought
With a sense of real urgency, so pulling himself up
He would always see his own face
Shoes that no man would want to wear
This
The latch became a fingertip, touching his own
And another realization of this prophecy rang terrible and true
With the other strange hallucinatory events of that night
Whereas before, his peace have withstood it's vastness
He made his bleary way across the room towards the door
Even the legendary glance backward deep with
Another realization of this prophecy
And stepping through pools of moonlight and shadow
Under the dreadful birds, the singing soil
But even wallpaper had become sinister to him
He tried to will himself back to bed
His power became his agony, his power knew no bounds
For at this moment, it was indeed, his own feet that filled the shoes
Ghost and monkeys make a choice
Because it would not have been out of place
The decrepit babies, the unhappy new loves
He remembered staring into the paisley print
Never to their sons safely the mothers
In fact, all the guilty clouds that he will move into a playground
Crisp, white sheets once taken for granted
Into the wild forest under the billowing leafs
Energy sapping as a new form, transversing the edge of his emotions
His final soul is flying with the contempt only
Into the hills then
Elongating and shrinking alternately
The wallpaper had become sinister to him
He was on the opposite side of the room
An' protected by walls covered in familiar patterns
Then came a knock on the door
Eternity's stone in peace or save is already destroyed again
Then twisting around completely so that
To be back home, safe as houses
He wanted desperately to feel the reassuring
A sense of moonlight and shadow
You cannot share, the temperature is rising
His prerogative became an endless force of the all impossible
As the wood of which the door was made
