Eighty

A shadow crawls
Across my flaw
And the garden lights
Beat to the seconds
Seconds I waste
Lying awake

To the tune of Twenty
Forty
Twenty, Forty, Sixty

Oh no, oh no, oh no
It all goes
Oh no, oh no, oh no
It all goes away

A black crawler
Long legged
Caresses my spine
Eats at my flesh
With white tailed traits
And all I try to do is sleep
But I
But i can't

To the tune of Twenty
Forty
Twenty, Forty, Sixty

Nothing haunts this lying grace
It's meaningless so why give chase, I'm
Too weak to wear these coined-on-eyes
The time we have it skews in mind
And fleets away with every passing line

Confused
With the dilution
That we may
That we may
Live forever

To the tune of Twenty
Forty
Twenty, Forty, Sixty

Now!

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh oh
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh oh
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh oh
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh

No!

It's true what they say
Father knows best
It's true what they say
Eighty years left