Don't take your medicine it will give you a chill. If you get caught outside the planets will stand still (and they will). Spiral softly gone is gravities great pull, In answer to the glance that you require. You are the one who broke your teeth chewing on the forks. The civil war sergeant randomly retorts, "You don't got to eat while your head is in this fort" "Your sustenance is remorse and violence". Cataloging your eyelids, memory speaks slow. Calculating the medicine show. I am getting off on the duchess of divorce, She combed my eyelids with sand and remorse, but to covet these feelings the pupils must be forced, with mouthfuls of dust and desire. The insects are flying in through the holes in the screen door. They carry me away though they don't know what for, Then the wind flies by and says, "Huh, then what are your feet for"? They singe their wings and retire, They realize their movements and conspire, They concede their space and expire. While satellites weigh your eyelids, mercury moves slow, Calculating the medicine show. The president of the united states issues a decree That all flowers and bu*terflies must act vigilantly, And hide their colors so that no one will see, They do this to obey and turn grey. Meanwhile back at the gunman club ranch They are filling up fate far in advance Making sure their dreams come true as though in a trance, Of course they succeed and of course they blame eternity. But me I am disappearing into some thought that I had one time, The idea and my foot are coming out the other side, I am forced to believe and to shiver with pride. Writing down the conversations of Liars. So don't take your medicine it will give you a chill, Every sound that you hear is shaken and shrill, You won't know where you are, though you will be there still, So calm as to light the final flame afire. Satellites weigh your eyelids, mercury moves slow, Calculating the medicine show.