At The Threshold Of The Cosmic Ages Is A Ladder Made Of Chaos Climb Up Out Of The Cage Of Diamond It Spreads Out In All Directions Forming A Pavement Of Diamond Look Down To The Depths Of The Earth At The Outer Gate In The Middle Is A Triangle Called โOrigin Of Things/Teapotsโ
Just Taking You Apart And Arranging You Into A Circle I Try To Put You Back Together But Carelessly Iโve Lost Too Many Pieces Whoops Now Youโre The Milky Way
I Wish The Rope Hanging Here Barely Visible Between Animal And Emptiness Would Prevent You From Constantly Dissolving Into Nonsense But I Guess Weโll Just Have To Live With It
Please Stop Trying To Win The Dying Game Even If You Took First Prize A Condensed Version Of Yesterday Would Still Live On Glittering In Your Mind Today (There Is No First Prize)