False Infinities

Do you still remember The driver We met from Denver With the ouroboros tattoo? He said everything Will recur Until we all dissolve in time (We all dissolve) That's the kind of vaguely spiritual thing You can get away with saying to strangers But he really didn't like you Telling him how to drive I had a perfect circle and I tried to paint it all black But then I couldn't decide if I should paint it all white Or in perfectly balanced halves And my eyes are acrobats Leaping out and desperate To catch sight of something real That can bear a human face I need something that can break Through to me And break through My false infinities But here's yet another Ex-pastor In Warby Parker Glasses without a prescription He said we're star stuff And baby, we are enough And the Kingdom of Heaven is within (It's all within) And the capital U-universe is here to guide us Toward our own inner light Well okay But just saying that sort of thing Never got anyone crucified I had a perfect circle and I tried to paint it all black But then I couldn't decide if I should paint it all white Or in perfectly balanced halves And my eyes are acrobats Leaping out, desperate To catch sight of something real That can bear a human face I need something that can break My arms are acrobats Flying out through emptiness To lay hold of hands That have borne our human weight I need something that can break I was a self-referring circuit of positive inputs But nothing electric ever struck Nothing could judge me Oppose or conduct me And therefore not love me that much But you found me going nowhere just Circling the parking lot Reciting slogans to myself Like "we're drops in the ocean" It sounded pretty deep But it didn't help Cos our hearts are acrobats Leaning out across a gap To be one with you Even now in time and space Cos a sacred heart can break And we need something that can break through All our false infinities Between you and us Is a wire And the tension remains a crucial thing Just meet us up there dancing Above trees that go branching Beyond all our false infinities