|
2003-07-28 - 9:45 p.m. hey hey it's been kind of nice hangin around your alpengeist ups and downs and come arounds lotsa smiles, very few frowns but now it's time to take it up a notch gotta move on to the cutting edge watch ... there's an entire universe beyond this empire and what's worse background microwave eavesdropperrrs burst accursed submersed in verse but I descrambled the signal first so listen up while I decode yours ... you wanna hang around the dying sound underground where your treasure's found or so you think till it starts to stink then it's all kinks and you won't drink when it's the same old story and you start to doubt you know the name(never boring) it's freakyouout ... now it bears repeating when the cares keep beating and your hair's receeding cuz it wears completely to pay fares on fleecing in pairs so neatly on the nerves unceasing and it seems like cheating, this meeting of tedium, impairs all your reading, "um" back to the previous one "...stares at the medium where's dear aunt edie em" oh, there's where that plea came from ... something's got you at this stage you just blank-read half a page! ya'll can't fight your favorite sage freakyouout is all the rage so come along (if you're of age) there's much more outside this cage ... welcome to the very next phase I'm so glad you surf these waves thank God my repetitious phrase didn't make you turn away now it's time to say goodbye we've got bigger fish to fry ... neutrino and cosmology, the particle zoo, big bang theory, exotic dark matter, dark energy haven't got a thing on you and me so smash those atoms with gravity measure the total vacuity ... wrinkles in this time and space, short cuts your perception takes, auditory ranges place sounds outside and makes mistakes sequence length and tonal pace filters some perceived as fakes ... this is all a new frontier don't mean to just leave you here I'd love for you to come along join me in this doomsday song death to all that holds you down shalom to all who come around ... I'll take it, break it down for clues forsake the sound of Dr. Suess kick it up for those whose brains click in philosophic veins higher sensitivities wired much more carefully measure these proclivities I know you are there for me � � |