Once upon a time.....
I was on mushrooms...
coming through time space...
(distorted words)...
I'm on the borders Between the lines
I feel my heart streams blood down on us
Blood's always still, behind it all
The softest cushion for our fall
Our topple, our tumble, our spiral from grace
We're held together, yet out of place
Beyond the veil lies a frequency
Suggesting a wisp of sweet ecstasy