You won't get off until you swap, until you're up already
Rising to occasions it's just Creation's shiny woo hoo
And it won't cut cut cut
Hear that noise again coming from the mouth
A synesthete's score is opening up and it's so many colors
Patterns of vibrations give occasions for reflection
On the goddamn line here
You won't get off until your bullshit lies and celebrations
Are opening up the ultimate vacation
You'll never sign on the dotted line
Even in the dark you are the Spark
She won't give up until she's pissed until she's wrecked a plenty
Bruisings of confusings these amusing are refusing to stop
Even in the dark you are the Spark
Even when she's last she's in the past
She won't give up until she drops another hit of something
Spreading open onion-mind to write so very down there
In the sand
Even in the dark you are the Spark
Even when she's lost their ain't no cost
He coulda run faster to her but it didn't really matter
Taught her how to swim and work the gym
And take a hit now and how to block bodies
He won't get up until he drowns until he sink or swim
Vio-limply improvising the ways of sizing up here
On the crooked line
Even in the dark you are the Spark