A Llama Eats a Giraffe (And Vice Versa)

I'm nauseous, or maybe just inspired So truthful, I begin to tire No less than everything No haiku, no paper packaged thing Patronized you harmonize, a thorax rattles so Like idealistic jargon every self respecting hopeful should to know I know the road to everything I know it goes right off a cliff I know the road to everything I know it goes right off a cliff Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever Sympathy I do indeed intake in bulk amounts For reasoning obscure it seems to numerous to count So it goes the lesser chose to crawl through narrow gates Bulimic thin the winding road now empties into lakes A pulse is found, and so we drown, and sing for this duration From rows and rows of teeth we're spared, these artery serrations I know the road to everything I know it goes right off a cliff I know the road to everything I know it goes right off a cliff Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever Emptiness, I must impress upon you in it's granger My stagnant heart, it comes apart, as selfishness demands her To sound a note from scores I wrote and offer them unto thee For melodies now synthesized, your love it lives within me Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever