I can sense the influx
And I give all the fucks 
About how we turn out
Don’t want this fire to burn out
As it singes the edge of my shirt
And the heat starts to hurt 
I watch the tv screen
Is this just a dream 
In cosmic consciousness 
And if it is who do I address 
To find out where to go
If you’ve met God could you let me know 
Because following the line 
Grows tiring over time 
And the hinges sink their teeth
Into the jamb of the door 
I couldn’t have wanted anyone more 
But it did me no good 
Snow White in the wood 
Just screaming because the eyes 
Surround her like lies 
In the fabric of what she knows
And it’s like anything goes 
In this midnight era 
I don’t know how to make it clearer 
It’s gonna get worse before it gets better 
And the weather 
Is just a reflection of that
Some iambic pentameter wearing the sun’s hat 
As it shines down 
Some people live and others drown