A.M. - Elvis Perkins

O cruel other

Mark my word I say

In the a.m. I am long gone, an AM wave

This is all you will know of my face

I’m done with Atom Age

And early DJs

Who I leave here in the dusk

I’d guess you’re turning up so fine there before our sun

Where the angel strumpets open up

The perfect figures wade

In on the shape of the atom made

My dear mother

don’t you lay wake

fix on the river flowing only for heaven’s sake

this is all just a chemical change

A return to native states

{See major changes

in an ocean around each man

my undoing will be by my own hand

wave after wave I am winding up the sand

where my babies play}

the fresh fallen atom made