b e l o v e d

spinning in black holes of color beams,

spinning until these planets of darkness break at the seam.

stop.

let me sit here for awhile,

i promise i'll make it worthwhile,

i've got a pen filled with black ink

i'll fill this paper with things to make you think.

just let me sit here for awhile,

and i promise that i'll...

i'll make it worthwhile.

for my eyes are tired

and i think my brain is wired.

i'm growing sick from spinning

in repeated and repeated circles.

i'm tired of going nonstop.

let's just listen and let the controls drop.

the noise has become too loud.

and i feel like i'm in a crowd.

let us stop until the noise overheats

and the universe falls into silence. 

and i'll sit here, 

writing a lullaby, dear.

until the first star appears.