Fireworks slide down the back of my tongue
Some went north to imitate stars,
knowing all to well they wouldn’t even make it to the stratosphere
A fire can’t breathe with no air
Ask that man in the alley why he has to shoot black skies into his veins to see them.
You probably have more in common than you might think.
Satellite transmissions making waves like the oceans they cover
Healthy food is expensive, while poison is damn near free!
There is a storm coming
Grab your blankets and I will tell you how it ends with a new beginning.