Tiger Lilies
Stargazing tiger lilies
Riding in the backseat of the night
Feeling so strange
So extraordinary
Pointing fingers at the streaming lights
Whizzing through the summer night
Wasting time skipping stars
The night is ours
We could run to Mercury
We can visit Mars
Maybe even sing a hymn of ours
Stargazing tiger lilies
Painting pictures of prison bars
Visiting Hercules behind old cars
Casting pages from the book of Job
Into the river Styx
Waiting for Charon to ferry us
Across the river of the dead.
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