Once I was made beautiful in the light of an hour   But this year I'm just a meal laid out for August to devour   So quick, let's go, it's time for a ride   The future's yours, no, wait, I lied   It is not yours, it is a replica   Of scattered ash and the road the rain's on   What road   Able, willing, ready   Fuck the spiral jetty   Tonight we work large, we aim high   Pillars stare at a sky designed to come down upon everyone at once   I'd been working on some open-ended shit   I was looking for an in and that was it   Back at the recital, signs remain vital   A statue is stone that rejects its own pulse   You heart's fair, your heart's square   Your heart's not even there   Wasting shore leave on the girls from Point St. Clair   There is a light and it goes out   A touch of classicism in the night   Your backlash was right where I wanted you   Yes, that's right, I wanted you, too