Premonition

I wish time would end

Oh god send me a friend

Someone to hold when the nights

Get cold and dark

The chiming bells of

Whispers in the valley

Envious of the mountains

Green with envy

Follow their tune

And soon

You’ll see the pied piper

With his flute

Stick a needle in my eye

And watch how-

Watch all the people cry

Stick a needle in my eye

And watch how-

Watch all the people cry

Love, hate, beauty, and envy

Lust, rage, lost in the city

In my state

You should be wary

Of love, hate, beauty, and envy

I wish time would end

And send heaven to us

The hand I lent

and someone I didn’t trust

But premature premonitions

Lost in ocular opposition

Frightened by the cause of the collision

firing off their decomposition

Only dig your grave

Dig your grave

When no one can be saved

Can be saved

Cause premature premonitions

Lost in their darker definition

set fire to your self-ignition

So put the shovel down of your suspicion

Before you dig your grave

Dig your grave

When no one can be saved

Can be saved

I wish the blood I bleed

Could exceed your need

Flowing from rivers into oceans

Fractured figments set in motion

Disaster deserving of devotion