Black Hole Lace

Shadows of iron gates
Cast on sidewalks of deep space
Burning like a black hole lace
As mica turns to milky ways

Watching hieroglyph headlights
Gild my walls at midnight
I hear a thousand songs at the same time
They say a soundwave never dies

CHORUS
I’m just killing time you see
While time is killing me
Cavities from sweet nothings
All I ever wanted was everything

Athena sprang from Zeus’ head
Lobotomy or cesarean?
My white lies blush infrared
Oh I’m the monster under my bed

God said Nietzsche’s dead
Which will be last, the chicken or the egg?
From spilt milk to the apple that hit Newton’s head
Wish food for thought fed starving children instead

CHORUS