Helium

March on in luxury
You’re on the Hit Parade
Jet streams and radio waves
You’re on the Hit Parade

I feel better

Conquer and celebrate
You’re on the Hit Parade
Grand Marshall serenade
You’re on the Hit Parade

I feel better

We should give, more than take
It’s an honest mistake

Float by on accolades
You’re on the Hit Parade
This is a perfect day
You’re on the Hit Parade

We’ve stormed the castle
To slide down the banister
Coins rain from our pockets
As we swing from the chandeliers

We pushed together
The egg King fell off his wall
His prayers are answered
Our hands are stained with yolk

The kingdom is falling

The love Queen feels anger
She screams to kill us all
Join us your Highness
We’ll sleep forevermore

The kingdom is falling

Lying still

Underneath a quilt of stars

Upon a great stone

That keeps me warm

In the dark 

Swarms of bats fly over me

And pass by so close

I hear their song

In this empyrean house

Only men are off their balance

Sitting here

High atop a mountain ridge

The edge of a bowl

I feel so small

Gazing down 

Across a million flowers

I can see a sleuth of bear

Eating mushrooms

In this empyrean house

Only men are off their balance

Sleep takes her

I’m waiting

We glide through

Various worlds

Our vessel

Sails truly

Until her alarm calls

Shiva
Dance in me
India
Kerala
Smoking
Sandalwood
Floating there
In the air 

Anger and sadness
Feed the tiger inside

Buddha
Plasticine
Mounted there
Smiling
Driving
Round and round
Here and now
Touch the ground

Anger and sadness
Feed the tiger inside

I am so bored to tears

The hours pass endlessly

Keeping one eye on the second hand

She wears a tattered ghost

Of something once beautiful 

Her twilight eyes are so heavy now

Sleepy hollow

Northern wind blows

Watching shadows

Recede from the sun

Down to zero

Weeping willows 

Now my heroes

Are all dead and gone

Oh no

Penny in the Symphonion

A curtsey, then off we go

Whirling around in another dream

My head nods for a hundred years 

In a long, slow agreement

As darkness yawns and we go to sleep

We met on a plain
Oscillating
Together we'd swing

Constant velocity
Our horology
Together in sync

Passing through the days
We've grown out of phase
Back and forth we run
Like coupled pendulums

We live on a plain
And meet twice a day
As we decay

An opposing motion
We're in unison
In wrong directions

Passing through the days
We've grown out of phase
Back and forth we run
Like coupled pendulums

Golden opportunities
Can be surreal
Standing in the rain
In an English field
The girl with the umbrella smiles
Watching you melt
Golden opportunities
Patiently

All day long
I listen to my favorite song
Waiting for
The sunny intervals to come

Golden opportunities
Can be surreal
Watching Soft Machine
In an English field
Navigating through the crowd
Standing in mud
Golden opportunities
Patiently

Golden opportunities
Never seem real

She never has the time
For photographs of the sky
Flipping through magazines
Sampling chocolate things
Called her on Saturday
Wouldn’t come out to play
She never has the time

She never has the time
For riding a motorbike
Painting some canvas red
Tripping inside her head
Texted her on the phone
Wanted to walk her home
She never has the time

I tied my helium balloons to her
Couldn’t get off the ground

She never has the time
To listen to Bowie songs
Practicing bass guitar
Strolling through the bazaar
Tried her again today
Told me to go away
She never has the time

I tied my helium balloons to her
Couldn’t get off the ground