Most Undo Tomorrow

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury
I am in the wrong place
This is the cherished format
This is the true and original copy
First, you scream, then you grunt
Then grab the sexy thing and tell them
"Hey, cut that out"

We don't need to know much to know that
An obvious lie, over a totally blue sea
And a green sunset
Seabirds, gliding high and dry
The heart going jingle jangle
We have nothing else to do
Peel away, and start the scene
A busy world
A crowded mirror
Everything else in its right placе
A laugh that sounds plausibly like tears
This is not a question of tastе, but love
We bite down on the magic
Find out it's actually our tongues
And work on that for a change
We might be mad
What a mess we made and laid down in
What a happy coincidence
What a life
How about that?
How about the sudden change in circumstances?

How about palm trees and wet sand
Sensational, real, ready, planning
I don't want to die, I want to live
I want a lot of things
I want to sit here with you alone
And wait for the world to end
I want you to need me so much the world ends
I want to leave a mark
I just need you to be nicer to me
I'd like you to be nicer to me
I'd like you to dream about me
At least as much as I dream about you

I finally feel free
I have everything I need
Olives, extra-large condoms, cheese
I don't eat butterflies, so I don't get butterflies
But an elephant did try to eat me once
I don't blame her, really
I was wearing yellow, and I smelled like a banana
You know, on cloudy days, I sometimes wish she had succeeded
I sometimes wish she had succeeded
Which reminds me by the way
Of how, when I was younger, I used to say
That green was an unnatural colour
What was I thinking?
Green is the color of nuclear waste
These are not cigarettes we smoke
These are not smokes
They are a brief spark for our brief lives
An antidote to our tired souls
The ashes of childhood dreams
I was eccentric, but I am now dead
Sure, I've had harsh days and hardships
Endured journeys and endless jargon
I've worn rings
Went from good to greed
But I abide the bitter shit
And weather the hold of winter
I dare the world to delight in me
Loudness is my laughter
And there's always the beauty of blueberries, you know
There's always fields and shit

Fairness, disease, age, good moods
The days can be unendurable, but the world holds
I've lost friends, and watched their troubled tombs
I've ate the sweet, and felt the sorry
I will wait for you, and I will smile again
But the world holds
And while my face is pale, it faces the sun