O cruel other
Mark my word I say
In the a.m. I am long gone, an AM wave
This is all you will know of my face
I'm done with Atom Age
And early DJs
Who I leave here in the dusk
I'd guess you're turning up so fine there before our sun
Where the angel strumpets open up
The perfect figures wade {& weighed}
In on the shape of the atom made
My dear mother
don't you lay wake
fix on the river flowing only for heaven's sake
this is all just a chemical change
A return to native states
{See major changes
in an ocean around each man
my undoing will be by my own hand
wave after wave I am winding up the sand
where my babies play}
the fresh fallen atom made