All the Reaching Trims

All the reaching trims and their everlasting limbs Take me as a brother when my shell returns within Long after the fall of time The crest will crack and spill the brine Omissions of us leeching little children Let 'em surround the oily highways of Miriam I seek charity to raise your rooted feet And those who do not slow their eyes to see them Be there to host a circling of feet I have hope perhaps to steal this candy vow within With many songs and laughter through the many splintered years I love my mind, terrestrial and without end Myself and Miriam throw ourselves upon the oily gears, for All the reaching trims and their everlasting limbs Oh take me as a brother when my shell returns within Long after the fall of time The crest will crack and spill the brine Omissions of us leeching little children Not one lord but a million lords of pigment They compliment the colors of our intellectual gore The bramble of the undiscovered labyrinth Is most certainly the venerated outfit of the lord I stroke the backs, I pay leaves to the window So the glass returns to sand returns to pebbles on the beach No question for an ever-changing island All these things appear to us We learn them as we teach ourselves to reach as a billion loves Below as above Stretching with love Feeding us all With an exhale of purified wonder All the reaching trims and their everlasting limbs Oh take me as a brother when my shell returns within Long after the fall of time The crest will crack and spill the brine Omissions of us leeching little children