All the Reaching Trims

All the reaching trims and their everlasting limbs
Take me as a brother when my shell returns within
Long after the fall of time
The crest will crack and spill the brine
Omissions of us leeching little children

Let 'em surround the oily highways of Miriam
I seek charity to raise your rooted feet
And those who do not slow their eyes to see them
Be there to host a circling of feet

I have hope perhaps to steal this candy vow within
With many songs and laughter through the many splintered years
I love my mind, terrestrial and without end
Myself and Miriam throw ourselves upon the oily gears, for

All the reaching trims and their everlasting limbs
Oh take me as a brother when my shell returns within
Long after the fall of time
The crest will crack and spill the brine
Omissions of us leeching little children

Not one lord but a million lords of pigment
They compliment the colors of our intellectual gore
The bramble of the undiscovered labyrinth
Is most certainly the venerated outfit of the lord

I stroke the backs, I pay leaves to the window
So the glass returns to sand returns to pebbles on the beach
No question for an ever-changing island
All these things appear to us
We learn them as we teach ourselves to reach as a billion loves
Below as above
Stretching with love
Feeding us all
With an exhale of purified wonder

All the reaching trims and their everlasting limbs
Oh take me as a brother when my shell returns within
Long after the fall of time
The crest will crack and spill the brine
Omissions of us leeching little children