Murmurations
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Visitations
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Did you just feel that?
I know I did. Back where we came from I was just a little kid. High in the clouds Over the sea, We're soaring above A long history. All that remains, A strong mystery, High in the clouds Over the sea. The wind's blowing hard. We're in the jet stream. A lofty canard, Things aren't as they seem. How did we get here? Let's drop down and see. The world reappears But it isn't to be. Civilization and Creatures long gone. There's no simple equation For what brought us along. A word to our guests, We've nothing to hide. We're all on this quest, A time bending ride. High in the clouds Over the sea, We're soaring above A long history. Whether we get home Or lost to the sky, The people who love us Will eventually die. 1/25/25 ZONE S2E18 One more room, honey.
Just room for one more. Here for what ails you. It's what you came for. For once, think it over. Even the score. There's just one room, honey. Room for one more. You look somewhat tired, A touch overworked. The doll in your lap Says you're going berserk. At night, while we're sleeping, You get up and walk. Your thoughts always ticking. Your hands are a clock. Arms stretched out, "Welcome. We'd glad take you in." Preparing for take off On the head of a pin. The needle keeps scratching The same skipping song. They still won't believe You were right all along. You're looking good, kitten. May I have this next dance? Fasten your seatbelt. There's a ghost of a chance. 1/20/25 ZONE S2E17 At high noon, we'll work it out.
Eight of you will stand about. Take me down to feel the earth. Get yourself a dollar's worth. Here comes Johnny. Here comes Joe. Here comes Connie In a long black coat. Cara Mia up the hill. Lay me out, be it God's will. In the after, I'll wait for you With alabaster flutes for two. Bring me something I enjoy. A shiny trinket, a little toy. A sack of apples, a loaf of bread. Lay some flowers at my head. A bottle of rye would be so nice. Pair it with my sacrifice. Don't be shy. Don't be afraid. Let's exchange the gifts we've made. Can you help? The lid is stuck. Give me your hand. Once more for luck. A lovely view here from my coffin. No wonder that you come here often. To tell more stories of my life. Then plunge the ground with your buck knife. Set the stakes for your intent. At the wake, you'll pay no rent. Zone S3E7 This too shall pass.
Gas, grass or ass. On the road to find What we can't unwind. The path, a constant stream Of men who've fallen in a dream. Fighting to be men. Those against, the same again. Now they walk and pine Past houses, all tree lined. Throats are thirsty Mouths are dry Only one to wonder why. She is waiting. She is tired. Postulating, her eyes show wild. Comes a stranger along the way. Words of comfort. Songs to play. She is humming In her solace. He is mumbling For the Lord To call us. Go on horseback Or on foot, With a shoulder rucksack And a soldier's boot. 12/8/25 ZONE S3 E4 |
