Late September

I have a real new riff on life
A dull annoying buzz like a thousand tiny cuts from a hundred microscopic knives
I’m wondering how this shameful circle ends
For it’s now late September and I really don’t remember
If I have any remaining friends

Well, I guess it depends on the latest trends
As the whole world bends, the whole world bends

I’ve got a brand new outlook on God
Who stuck me in this mansion with the endless rooms just to prove that I’m a real fraud
So I climb and climb again until I’ve nearly gone insane
Just to prove I possess a great resolve to play this game
And the terror’s got me trembling from my jaw down through my knees,
I want to scream and plead but I refuse to cede my insatiable greed

To uncover the secrets of the mystery,
Though I will likely bleed, oh I will likely bleed

So it manifests embedded within the bedrock, I hope you like to rock

And so it comes to be, the whole universe comes to me,
Opening up a sea of indelible moments
Hidden deep within invisible dark matter, but will it matter?
When you’re trapped upon the ledge of a thinly defined, final solid edge

I’ve designed a brand new original game,
Begins with a solid moral foundation, concludes without knowing her name
Well, really how can I really be blamed?
If fall in love with my own conjured works and I revel in this minor fame

Well, ain’t it a shame how the snow dog loves the sun
And refuses to ever run, oh oh, no no no
But it’s all in good fun, it’s all in good fun