Angels In Vertigo

Dressed in white In painted smile

Summer breeze

Blow

You feel

You taste

The stars the Sun and space

So blind not to find

The sublime

Color of my world

In bitter green

She comes to me

From dark serene

Below

This pill

You taste

It scars upon your face

So many times we left behind

The sublime

Color of my world

My world

Turning in the void

Like a big bright nothing

Tumble like a stone

Follow anywhere the wind blows

Pail lights and

Short sighted

Black ties and

Bleeding lips and

Street signs and

L.A. Times and

One track minds

A sight into my world

My world

Circling the Sun

Like a great white vulture

Angels in vertigo

Falling through the indigo sky

Can you see that the world is faded

Can you see that the whole thing's coming down

Does it taste like the clouds are seeded

Did you hear that the bombers are Heaven bound

In red so frail

Glow

Your tears erase

That smile upon your face

Hide

Can't elide

The mortified

Color of my world

My world

Crumbling away

Like a cheap toy

Laying in the street

Getting kicked around

Breaking down

Breaking down

It's breaking down

Breaking down

Black lists

And white lies and

Purple mountains

Silver skies

Hard times

Failing grips

War crimes and

Fleeting trips

Blue yellow red

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Blue yellow red

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War crimes

And fleeting trips

In sharp graphic

Replication