rage in eden

we sit and watch these lifeless forms

stark and petrified

the high suspense of an empty stage

drawing in clutching to its breast

with murmured words we sigh and focus on the main facade

beyond the hard reluctant windows

news from magazines

we wrote their names on books we'd borrowed

as if to bring us closer still

and threw it all away to focus on the main facade

rage in eden jigsaw sequence

but no one could see the end

and they were the new gods

and they shone on high

their heavy perfume of the night

sucked them down in red tide

all is through the looking glass focus on the main facade

rage in eden jigsaw sequence

but no one could see the end

disciples of the new way

portraits in the sand

see when they run their longest mile

holding caps in wet hand

eyes upon them try to focus on the main facade

rage in eden jigsaw sequence

but no one could see the end