if it should learn to speak before it melts away
it would express that each have words no one else will say

i have been floated to this thought this hour
on a series of events i cannot explain
gather your wit your will your luck your power
what it would effect that will not remain

the light shines through a little hole the hole's inside somewhere
the spiracle's obedient it is true (i swear)

if one claims to know the way let fashion be his bride
and more akin his welcome in to being forced inside