I have been asleep for days
in a metaltooth between the trees
dripped as our fathers freeze
are aging are the leaves
I visit him at a nursing home
the same place I've been born
told him I would steal a car
he told me there were no pyramids on Mars
Hovering on the overpass
I settle down on the grass
sift and smear the common track
tore a fill and a normal mass
a fog came right in through the grass
he told me why I always lost
I asked him how he got his scars
he told me there were no pyramids on Mars
I woke upon an abandoned ass
with a lock of hair and a subway math
came from rain and the others laughed
an intense flash
a million of voices weren't given names
and things would always be this way
death is something between the stars
and there are no pyramids on Mars
Pyramids on Mars
Pyramids on Mars
Pyramids on Mars
Pyramids on Mars
Pyramids on Mars
Pyramids on Mars
Pyramids
on Mars
Pyramids
Pyramids on Mars
Pyramids on Mars
Pyramids
on Mars