Green light, green light, green light, red.
The storms across the sky.
Aegean Sea wrapped up in me,
Atlantis on my mind.
The stormy waters of the south
rock the fair ship Memphis.
She plods down the Missisippi,
searching for Oxford and Venice.
A tiny beam of starlight is crawling on the floor.
I can bear no more.
A faint collapsing workshop destroyed in all the wars.
I can't see your score.
You prove it like empirical data.
Harsh words in the clouds and substrata.
Evil thornbush accepting my parade.
Grecian warriors of the South,
consumed with blood and rage.
The fall of ancient Athens reborn in modern birds.
I can't hear the words.
The wisdom of the ancients exploding forth in rays.
I give you my praise.
Doors closing. Doors closing.
You're such an ugly duckling consumed by others fears.
All alone I fear.
You're such a waste of atoms consumed by all the years.
I will always hear.