Changeless

If you're right and all the world
is still as solid as it used to be
I'll take my leave, and crazily
I'll hope to change my mind today
To be a spider on a sonnet
or in all my honest effort
try to close the doors of comets
melting toward the stars it never knew
And if you made in me my sanity
then you can take it just as easily
by turning wine back into water
for choosing minds we won't be able
but every time you speak to me
it's in the flesh of all I came to be