One Note Pillow
This is the day that pain falls away in the afterglow
bright like the sound of the gulls passing round above and below
you are are in tune a shelter of fumes as you cast out your long net
and hold it all above a one not pillow and let it go
so you're on fire and the contents of your cage expire
all of a sudden you're floating about
and as you rise you send signals to the sky
i see them from where i lie though i can't really say who they're for
i'm around just a round empty sound filled with common sense
and i roll and i drape around your shoulders like a rag on a fence
you are are in tune a shelter of fumes as you cast out your long net
and hold it all above a one not pillow and let it go
so you're on fire and the contents of your cage expire
all of a sudden you're floating about
and as you rise you send signals to the sky
i see them from where i lie though i can't really say who they're for
it's for someone like a light to a light
and it twists on itself like sky on sky
you mean just that you mean it
to anyone so strong
to think that smoke signals
have to be sent to someone