HE OFFERS A HANDSHAKE
CROOKED FIVE FINGERS
THEY FORM A PATTERN
LORD, HERE COMES THE FLOOD
WE'LL SAY GOODBYE
TO FLESH AND BLOOD
IF AGAIN THE SEAS ARE SILENT
IN ANY STILL ALIVE
BANISH AIR FROM AIR
WITH A BLOND PUSH
NEW FORMS OF EXISTENCE
NEW STATES OF BEING
BACK TO THE BEGINNING
THROUGH THE THIN & UNSUPPORTING WALLS
TO THE TALKING BIG & ACTING SMALL
TO THE LAST ORDERED HOMETIME CALL
MAKE THAT CHANGE LET'S START TODAY
GET OUTTA BED GET ON YOUR WAY
DON'T BE SCARED YOUR DREAM'S RIGHT THERE
YOU WANT IT REACH FOR IT
PUMP THEM UP
AND EXPLODE THE THINGSHER LEGS ARE CHAFED