Sometimes I lay awake.
Thinking of Infinity,
We are so useless
so useless, unalike, alone.
(But we both like mint ice cream)  *

Got made us
from little angels
To send us forth
with little Halos
We're all moral robots
Like bishop and winnona.

Heaven Found something better.
Must have found something better.

I need you hooh ooh

I always loved those story books
With deep, dark forests, and kind Monsters

I always hated those with a
white heaven in clouds

It was never right.
 

*we like it, we just don't eat it.