The roots rust into oblivion, becoming the perch of space
The eroded roots, the anoming boobs, from every woman

Here is the horizon unfolding, blinding bees of the universe

Threw up, back in the car, my quest, my love.

Where the seeds recoil and return (return)
Where the potency explodes you, barn

When the roots weave into the precious,
Where dimensions let into infinity


There is a path running free
Quintisential chemistry
Where the rivers recoil and return (up)
For the star explode and burn (up)

A conscious rage into eternity
Beyond the verge of severed time
The revolving trail of time
The revolving space (trail of hope)

I can feel me floating free
No time and space can ever be
A high a home
I long beyond the stellar dome

Lining breeze of the new re (birth)