Testo Just By Staring At The Sun

There is a bus driving through a park
With eight gray-haired passengers
And an awe-burned driver girl
Thinking of night and the bar
Now age is quite the muse
Yeah, go climb all mountains
Or sail every sea
Then wait for death Strolled by babies aged eighteen
Erect, under the holy hole-filled hymns
The loosening skin of wrinkled men,
Watch a green light
And stretch arms across at bays
?Hold heaven some day, I will!? we say
And though my eyes hold no faith for sky
I cannot help but know that
I own a parallel of the unquenchable reach
So let's say
Forgive old ghosts of young people we were
They're just halves of wholes
Forget what I have told
You know I've been too bold
Like mismatched gloves and skin on snow My mind is not aligned with my soul
Mazes of new neighborhoods
Feel familiar now
I'm so confused not being confused
When your breasts rested on my legs
I dreamed you asleep in the back of a van
With me driving
I looked happy, or at least happier
These streets were unseen
If there is more than a dream, then it's there
I used to wish I was a plant
Or at least lived in one
Satisfy all my needs just by staring at the sun
Untied, with my arms stretched out in the mud
Or concrete
But I'm no daffodil
My legs hate standing still
I will take the canvas off of my head
Off your head
And the sky around us will spread infinite
Drive towards the sun
But we have to
Forget all of that old, or at least parts of it
Forget what I've told, yeah remember that
Desire can't hide in cordial folds, forever
The mind must align with the soul
Your hips pulsed
Under my mouth and starving lips
I strapped you into that van
That we hadn't met yet
Now you arch your back and scream
We're not coming back
To be born, we must push and push!
And push and push and push...