03. New Ghost

Onto a meadow overgrown, I stepped foot

My body felt lighter than the air I was just breathing

And over a translucent shoulder, I saw nothing but the weeds

And they signaled for my instincts to start fleeing

This calmness was cut by an overwhelming flood

Of questions demanding where I'll be

Who will I be?

Oh, Sister Sequoia!

Have you heard what our bishop said

About the lightbulb's luminescence

And it's eagerness to spread?

I'd feel my own filaments

Recoil at the awe

Of that beastly orb of glory

That just hangs above us all

But I remember you'd said something

That still reverberates

Of how we all eclipse the sun

In our own little ways

If you build a looming tower

Or simply walk outside

If you see your cast companion

That's your win against the light

Sister Sequoia!

Have you heard what our bishop said

About the trails of our transgressions

And how they follow us 'til death?

And I feel blind

By that epic I was penned out

There's something I understood then

I hope I understand now

I will never be someone else

No, I could never be someone else!

And yet I embarked on that bridge with so many t's

Left uncrossed

I can't let my electricity decay

And become lost

By some kinesthetic wish I'll devote my limbs

Back in those woods

(And scrape sky and blanket the ground with "good!")

So into a future once unknown, I stepped foot