Having a dream recollection
of a song about death
in awe of this ability, i continue
neighborhood walking
daylight slipping off to the other side
thought i'd put it off for a moment
go and set things right
trees a glint with low angle light
i get bored.
it's cinematic, oh alright
thought i'd put it off for a moment
watch the birds flit about
thoughts in my head
always inside pouring out
i walked back to my house
a faux cry escapes my mouth
all this inside pouring out
i worry that the world is dirty
and we've done it to ourselves

that would be a punchy ending
but i'm almost done with punch

watch me blanket everything in beliefs
i do this to keep warm