Sweet Condenser

So over the moon baby

I should be put away for your safety

Alabaster under axis glide

Sweet condenser of the night

Astrometric glitter galvanize

Catapulting opal light

And you’re freaking out

On the high wire

Get used to the view

You’re going higher

Firmament unreeling blunted stars

Shafts of luster you incite

To the chalice buried underground

Chanting maps of second sight

And the kingdom bows

Under lotus clouds haunted

Looking through me now

And still not daunted

Savage castaways bloody

Through uncharted seas

Me/you study

Crimson curtain

Kissing rooted vine

Spasm silvering sublime

Folding oceans into rivers wild

All creation now complies

And the climate rise

Making sure that I don’t drift off

I’ll be back again in time for lift off

And we’ll take it

Out of the stratosphere

Yeah, we’ll take it out

Wouldn’t that be queer

Wouldn’t that be queer