The Speed of Things

All in the terror of the moment

That pounces as it open swings

A line of dots illuminated

For I have seen the speed of things

I fed you in your chair this morning

You made a mess of everything

By afternoon, you drove a sports car

You were driving at the speed of things

You held my hand when I was crying

You were allergic to bee stings

I threw some earth onto your coffin

And thought about the speed of things

I kissed you by the clear, cold river

I felt like I was growing wings

But I grew horns and found another

Oh, a girl to share the speed of things

Oh, a girl to share the speed of things

All in the terror of the moment

That pounces as it open swings

A line of dots illuminated

For I have seen the speed of things