Universe on Tap

I’m 32 seconds away from killing myself

Proverbial gun in hand loaded

This road goes nowhere

This road goes nowhere

A pill for every ill inside my head

But not this poison

Roses dying in my garden

Suppose what you want

Suppose the long road back frozen

Walking through cracks without bottom – I can’t see it

Rise above, rise above it

If I could just catch the rainbow

If I could just crack the mayflower

The rest would right itself

History on a shelf prepped just for me

Who am I to bleed with – mad men reading tea-leafs

Visionaries without bottle

Ladies without muscle

Brothers with enough hate in them to bring down our curtains – permanently

The wizard’s just a man at the end of the day and we all know it

Be bold and mighty forces will come to your aid

Blades must be met with sharp minds under this curse

The kind that make the other side drop to their feet

Seat yourself in realities settings Cause there is no butter and bread

Whatever’s on the table‘s in the chair obviously

None bigger than the small stone falling

Universe on tap

Universe on tap

Universe on tap