Not on This Earth

When I was born, blood so clean
Out of the void, screamed serene
Quick to forget while I learned
How to give in while I yearned
Darkness means something to me
Reaching for what can’t be seen
Oh It’s a trick… from within
To feel your way into being
Not On This Earth, Oh Not Here
The countless sharp come so close
Yet in their words lost in prose
There’s nothing left but discourse
And in the wake death of course
What were we thinking my dears
Not On This Earth, Oh Not Here
What were we thinking my dears
Not On This Earth, Oh Not Here