Dark Star
Grateful Dead
Dark star crashes
Pouring its light into ashes
Reason tatters
The forces tear loose from the axis
Searchlight casting
For faults in the clouds of delusion
Shall we go
You and I while we can?
Through
The transitive nightfall of diamonds
Mirror shatters
In formless reflections of matter
Glass hand dissolving
In ice petal flowers revolving
Lady in velvet
Recedes in the nights of goodbye
Shall we go
You and I while we can?
Through
The transitive nightfall of diamonds
(of diamonds)