Dripping

Statues are so beautifulAge shall not wither them

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So the years can't condemn

Lamentably

We will grow old

And relentlessly

We will grow cold

But in my dream of Dorian Gray

I staple blossom onto trees

Carve my image deep in rock

And drink from virgin arteries

Born a perfect specimen

Purity is only loaned

Curse chromosomes as slowly flesh

Learns to drip down from bone

So inevitably

We will grow old

And regrettably

We will grow cold

But in my dream of Dorian Gray

I staple blossom onto trees

Carve my image deep in rock

And drink from virgin arteries

Glowing youth slows to dulled age

And liver spotted atrophy

Degraded and decrepit

Salad days grind to senility

But in my dream of Dorian Gray

I staple blossom onto trees

Carve my image deep in rock

And drink from virgin arteries