Waterfalls

In my most hopeless days
And lost and pitch-black caves
«There's waterfalls!»
And dripping stone walls
It’s so perfect and amazing
You may only naïvely believe
«In waterfalls!»
And our perspectives
And when you see the light
Or go for walks at night
«There's waterfalls!»
But you can stay dry
In the universe
And in the death and birth
I always wonder («There's waterfalls!»)
At each my mother
And right before I die
Or start to tell a lie
There is a spark («There's waterfalls!»)
Drowned out
In my heart’s hiding place
There is a moonlit lake
And there’s waterfalls!
On the way down there
On top of spaghetti
And grow into a tree
There’s waterfalls!
And dripping meatballs
And in my Cadillac
You call me your mack dad
There’s waterfalls!
And in the home of sky
And in your pure pure eyes
There’s waterfalls!
I try to swim in