Asleep on the Church Steps - All Human

In the days when you were young, a queer machine in robes of color with radiant

pink and purple thoughts

It turns out movement just goes unnoticed

I’ve been waiting for a cross to grow out of the ground aligning with your bones

And so it goes just hold the kid over a fire.

Show him hell

And so it goes just hold the kid over a fire.

Now throw him in

In the days before your love, an oddity in a nervous summer with blatant anti

social thoughts

It turns out movement just goes unnoticed

I’ve been waiting for a cross to grow

Across display of self righteous repose

And so it goes just hold the kid over a fire.

Show him hell

And so it goes just hold the kid over a fire.

Now throw him in

All we are is pieces moving back and forth, little cogs in a machine that

churns out movement…