GEM

On judgement day
Watch watch at the window
So that you can see yourself coming

Humble humble your lips
Wipe cinnamon true your hair
Your sleepless eyes will sting
And your tongue grow silent silent

As a child be as curious
As a youth rebel
As an adult be of service
As an elder of understanding
And on judgement day

Judge only how you
Felt about your life
Not how others saw it

Let generations beget generations
And punk haired waves eat themselves
As they crush crush on hollowed rock

Brocade in memories
Levant and lament
Not

Yet let roaring cats purr
That this
Let roaring cats purr
That this is
The wedding of your death