THE TRADITIONAL TRIBAL DANCE OF THE “OBJET DE GAZ INERTE”


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FLASH DELIRIUM . MGMT

Mild apprehension
Blank dreams of the coming fun
Distort the odds of a turnaround
Gut screams out next to none

So turn it on, tune it in
And stay inert

You say “I’ve got the backbone”
The back way to escape the gun
Climbing a tree with a missing limb
And not saving anyone

And now it hurts to stay at home
And see flash the mirror ball’s throwing mold
You can’t get a grip if there’s nothing to hold
See the flash catch a white lily laugh and wilt
But if you must smash a glass first fill it to the hilt

Plants, as far as i know are still,
Still bending toward the light
And if we dance
Until the heart explodes
It’ll make this place ignite
And even if this hall collapses
I can stand by my pillar of hope it’s just
A case of Flash delirium

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