Pacific 231

Here’s your fertility
Wanting so badly to be crushed
You leave it up to me
To do the crushing
Through new sincerity
Making a mockery of trust
But if it’s up to me
Bring on the new thing
Pacific 2−3-1:
We’re not careening off the rails
Steady up to speed!
Another dream
I’d learn to love
The taste of bitter fictions
The ring of contradictions
Sing to me
And its apparently
A faster forward than you want
But still you keep it up
Is that delusion?
I’m told apparently
Poor faith and reconditioned thoughts
Weary at your knees
Sick from the motion
And now were letting off
About the charity that costs;
We could do without
The education
Another dream
I’d learn to love
The taste of bitter fictions
The ring of contradictions
Sing to me
But they sing
To me
But they sing
To me
They sing
To me
You could get everything you want
Another dream
I’d learn to love
The taste of bitter fictions
The ring of contradictions
Sing to me