alright then, paradise...

I dreamt my life in terms of science~ last night i threw a cigerette into the black/blue and you caught it 25 miles away~ Im grinning like a maniac into hair and rain as you bring your arm back down and strike a match~ we're talking through seemingly occupied space.~ seemingly... right?~ wrong.~ this is one of those hard to percieve angles, where you are bigger and more dimentional then your surroundings.~ That perfectly deceptive angle, ~ I pose to one side, like so, ~and you do then same,- ~ when we do this, everything else is flexible. ~The stars will spin in circles and the trees will go flat. ~You could be in China and that cigerette would still make it to your mouth, ~because when you and I move, the earth stays right there. ~Gravity doesnt know we're meaning to let it win the race. ~We like it fast. ~We like sitting on that bench and having the world mold for us.