cello: chris stavrou
guitar: viraj desai
guitar: greg combs
words: steven lazaroff
words: white sky violent light cracking thunder dripping brick and i miss you tephra falls hard old memory magma still out runs me head fills up bravely your green boots your open eyes phone glaring me down and - get to the basement no, run to the sea sail . . . down . . . round. . . . . . OUT this doesnt matter the universe is cycling even within lifetimes we live hundred lives a decade forget a hundred days an hour remember three days a year: does the universe cast a single shadow? does the universe cast a single shadow? does the universe cast a single shadow? matter is finite energy is finite our mother's ovaries are barren (but) : a batted ball lands lightly sucked back to its home is picked up tossed in the air swung at and flies again at Some Point In Time (again and again and again - repeat x ∞)
