The slight blueberry scent
Slightly stained the steely thread
Of thought so thoroughly though
That though he knew not what he said
He said it though and thanked his head
For thinking such delirious visions
Decidedly dueling with indecision
Deadening deliverance with every decree
That he the g he be see me
& thee mon ami be free with glee
And now the rainbows in every breath
Takes and loves each stranger to death
And he's betting on a better day
Better than every one he's thrown away

He's got jangly glass all in his brain
And baby that's a good thing
Cause it makes him sing ding dang a lang dong ding

The manic misery mist
Made maliable by misdirection
Became bewilderingly blurred by blessed new
Beginnings and doomed deadbolt dilemmas
Dialed down through drowning duality
Signed separate sleepy sunrise suggestions
Surprising saliable syruptitious solutions

He's got jangly glass all in his brain
And baby that's a good thing
Cause it makes him sing ding dang a lang dong ding

Attesting to the terribly tantalizing turmoil
The rothko chorus clambers for attention
As starships implode into the fragments
Known as murder rays or things I haven't mentioned
And still seizing every second sent sizzling silently forever
Forward into tomorrow today becomes the very thing
Its always been & everything its been right from the start

He's got jangly glass all in his brain
And baby that's a good thing
Cause it makes him sing ding dang a lang dong ding

And the scented threads stained slightly steely
Blueberry tomorrows thanked and said he
Took his head dueling deliverance and deciding on delirium
Filled with fear he decreed he'd be aquarian
In fact sharing in his feelings he hailed a heart of helium
And headed straight to hell