The Scarlet-Colored Coincidence of Two or More Musical Notes
Mere men become gods as lights dim,
And that poor pigeon is again flattened.
“Who would suggest such a thing?”
Says he who views only the surface.
And that poor pigeon is again flattened.
“Who would suggest such a thing?”
Says he who views only the surface.
We’ve come here today to be a part
Of something bigger than us all.
No wonder the youngsters
Gladly hand the reigns to these conductors.
This is why we breathe and live,
This darkness helps us to smile!
If we must all be clients,
Then we will be beautiful ones.
