Text: Years Around The Sun. Align.

today i use sticks and twine to align bricks and mortar
to build four walls to hold my dreams and lover
and if the rain keeps falling i will be the shelter that keeps
all our harem warm and dry

i cannot lie and try to paint a plastic portrait to hang my hat on
and if this came down to sink or swim, i will perish at the bottom

today i use barbiturates and wine and slip into my subconscious
and try to dream up some scheme i can live for
'cause as the rain keeps falling inside my head as i lay drowning
with nothing left to live for, there's no ideal

the sediment begins to settle in an hour glass as i begin to count down
until i shed my skin