Spirit Elevator

With eyes and ears fixed on the momentary We spun our yarn toward the cemetery Inside the words potentiality It seeped its way into the concrete No Place! Feel the tear in the canvas The fruits of this garden have vanished A life spent shifting the balance People defined in their absence Merrily, merrily! I burnt the candle at home And now it's all gone You started having all those accidents Last place I saw you was an ambulance Your wounds, I couldn't count the half of them Are we the Devil or just accidents? No Place! Feel the tear in the canvas The fruits of this garden have vanished A life spent shifting the balance People defined in their absence Merrily, merrily!