Max Ernst's Dream - Mission Of Burma

Hands on the surface

That is real ok

Sun locating black, silver, and grey

Bring those things to light

Streetlamps to light

This collapse, this expansion

Falling, vertigo

Off the brink, things can think an'

Now they spin alive

Touching becomes a new seeing

(?) so sweet

Calls to me

And I obey

When (?)

Eyes undisguised

The tactile stimuli

Sun over the black waterfall

Silvery and salty

And battered rock

This collapse, this expansion

Falling, vertigo

Off the brink, things can think an'

Now they spin alive

Touching becomes a new seeing