Boiling Boy

Gifts of the west winds

Dark and deep

In secret sunset

Places creep

Lock up your hats

Lock up your hats

Progress with a vision

To practice with at home

A schism with an ism

To practice with at home

A collision with decision

To practice with at home

He transferred his soul

To his imagination

His atoms were excited

And he glowed in the dark

The boiling boy

Was a picture of confusion

But he had the advantage

Of a cold start heart