Grateful Dead

Dark Star

Dark star crashes

Pouring its light into ashes

Reason tatters

The forces tear loose from the axis

Searchlight casting

For faults in the clouds of delusion

Shall we go?

You and I while we can

Through

The transitive nightfall of diamonds

Mirror shatters

In formless reflections of matter

Glass hand dissolving

In ice petal flowers revolving

Lady in velvet

Recedes in the nights of goodbye

Shall we go?

You and I while we can

Through

The transitive nightfall of diamonds