Magma Fusilage


ancient eights are on your side

omega makes my worlds collide

twisting turning ladders bent

was it from earth or heaven sent 

raise your right hand and throw the net

the river's mouth hasn't spoken yet

raise your left hand and wave goodbye

get it on first or second try 

let me borrow before i die

telescopics for my eyes

see to mars and to living rooms

underbellys and full moons 

open hydrants all is dark

see through tunnels with a spark

say your piece but you don't know

when to close it's time to go 

it's time to go

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