4am Birds - The End of All Light - The Last Radio
Ken Stringfellow
By the time you rise from your bed
The 4am birds delivering hidden cries
You've been carbonized
And you're etched into the slope of the land
Solar winds that strip the atmosphere away from me
Mystery tides of the aurorae
Brainless fish that hug the vents under the ocean
Radios shimmer with the end of all life
Byronic verses and baryonic curses
All is formless at the end of light
All is formless at the end of all light!
All is formless at the end of all light!
All is formless at the end of all light….
