Aeon Now My Clock Explodes (when I'm Alone) Pt. Ii
Who here can understand
My riddled airy diction
Who sees and comprehends
My other world depiction
Who begs their last demands
My flavor their addiction
Who wades through cold quicksand
My shoulder turned reception
These words are all I know now
These words are anything but true
This world just goes to show how
This world just has no need for you
Who stands firm and defends
My idealist redemption
Who still tries to pretend
My spark bends for discretion
Who wishes to amend
My loyalty affliction
Who with clarity contends
My will is a reflection
Who helplessly extends
My cartoon moon affections
Who embraced me to withstand
My rainbow mind refractions
My shoulder turned reception
These words are all I know now
These words are anything but true
This world just goes to show how
This world just has no need for you
When you are overthrown
My time is an illusion
When I am all alone
My clock is an explosion
