Sapphires and Bedlams

Here's to insanity and the skipping through the pine cones
Here's to the flying bare beneath the clouds alone
Where the stars sing choruses in their gaseous robes
Silently drowning in the Earth' earlobes

Here's to the marching with armys of teeth
Within the mouth of a toothless babe lying beneath
A ditch of moss and strangled bare
Inside its mouth, the culprit, an elephant's lock of hair

Next here's to the waves of the sky of green
And the climbing the oak and the balancing beam
Here's to utopia from the world of the old
And here's to escape, blinking, sapphires cold

So now I have been and my time has come
Remember me only as a brick of Bedlam
Think not of my screams or the doctor's prescriptions
But continue my legacy with your fierce conviction

And of course the others will spit and jeer
But a true man fights with his mind and not his spear
So to you these words I give you to borrow
Learn them today and forget them tomorrow