Spiral II

Dripping peace, below me Desert of, here The nebula's no place for a young child. The moon won't be so close forever. Human wisdom, on the breeze For a fact, look. Know any good way to do anything? Know if you'll pass the final exam? Unlimited, they bloom Solace stretching, up Die pointing out a sign on a building. Come back to life in another body. Spiral of colour, visible That dead drone, I love Walk along a street with vines on the wires. Watch someone use their hands and mouth.