I came into the square
I lent my violet on the double beds
The bangs took on slowly over
The streamers are wet from the sky
The color flooded away
The huge man's leg had fallen off
They were winching him away
Black strings of life hung from his stomach
The air around him heavy
We clutched our hands together
And watched a crane eat the morning
His color had run so far away
Not even rain would stick to him
In between the sheets of starchy plastic
There's a collar softly cotton warm
When you run away beyond the precipice
Whisper in the ear
You whisper like a shelter with a silent mouth
Shepherding the breeze
A commune takes the lever but your time will never come
Returning every time to nothing and to one
The silver rippled one more time
In waves of nothing reaching for the edge
I will give nothing, at the end
I'll have seen nothing, by the end
In the beginning I had nothing at all
In the beginning I saw the weak hand fall
In the beginning I had nothing at all
In the beginning I saw the weak hand fall