Underground_Network
February 6th, 2010, 10:57 AM
Counting the tiles again
As I stare from staircase to stairwell;
What is the difference if I climb up
Only to fall down,
Or stumble downward,
Only to look up
And see the stars
At noontime?
I see no difference
Between white walls, enclosed,
And black walls, wide open,
A vast landscape that leads to a valley
Of unknown reciprocating ideas,
Ideas that would flourish in an society
With tendencies toward such a plan
To take the small building and smash it to pieces
Only to build it back up again, just several inches taller,
And five and one half inches slimmer.
To slim down the building
Is to take away from it's exterior beauty,
The beauty everyone fails to admire,
Which is why in a world where a dog with two tails
Is like cat with ten lives,
We all sit back, relax
And sip pink lemonade
From the rooftops
Of our ancestors,
Looking up at the sun,
Seeing nothing
But a white walled room,
Wide open,
With a staircase--
Stairwell--
To it's left.
(Shine on, young star,
Supernova is a lifetime away)
As I stare from staircase to stairwell;
What is the difference if I climb up
Only to fall down,
Or stumble downward,
Only to look up
And see the stars
At noontime?
I see no difference
Between white walls, enclosed,
And black walls, wide open,
A vast landscape that leads to a valley
Of unknown reciprocating ideas,
Ideas that would flourish in an society
With tendencies toward such a plan
To take the small building and smash it to pieces
Only to build it back up again, just several inches taller,
And five and one half inches slimmer.
To slim down the building
Is to take away from it's exterior beauty,
The beauty everyone fails to admire,
Which is why in a world where a dog with two tails
Is like cat with ten lives,
We all sit back, relax
And sip pink lemonade
From the rooftops
Of our ancestors,
Looking up at the sun,
Seeing nothing
But a white walled room,
Wide open,
With a staircase--
Stairwell--
To it's left.
(Shine on, young star,
Supernova is a lifetime away)