Static by l_ I< published on 2024-02-05T08:53:06Z Red arrows pointing upward Where blue skies have turned to black The soul torn between the axes and the allies Fresh blood for the human kind Tiny little lights pointing their way Out of the darkness, out of our ways This living nicely wrapped to glimmers and shimmers The head in the clouds, the tail on fire Needing guidance, guidance and betrayal In the urge of static, through ecstatic Blue arrows pointing downwards Where the soil has turned to red The mind torn between the twist and shout Nice joggling clown for the human kind Tiny little lights still pointing their way But in to the darkness, into our ways The head was confused and tail burned down This living still wrapped to glimmers and shimmers Needing guidance, guidance and betrayal In the urge of static, through ecstatic