I Am the Gadfly

I Am the Gadfly

A line, a vein of asphalt, it's serpentine and thin
Stretches there without thought; it's bending like a grin

A road to nothing, built from something
Torn out of the hollows of the world
And in this bleak stretch, this calm wretch found a singular guest

I am the gadfly. I see in your eye, the wanting I adore
I am the gadfly. Oh such sweet lies
Moving like the music of the spheres

Oh you familiar, don't you look familiar? Yeah, you acolyte of strain
And in this calm time, like a combine, cuts into cold earth again

So very simple, he spoke from my temple, to ease into the Not
And for the last time, maybe the first time, come into my plot

I am the gadfly. I see in your eye, the wanting I adore
I am the gadfly. Oh such sweet lies
Moving like the music of the spheres

And I feel it humming for all the strong and weak
You can see it coming from the haloed mountain peak
Battered feet are drumming on the broken street
A serpent's calmly sunning where my hope and highways meet

I am the gadfly. I see in your eye, the wanting I adore
I am the gadfly. Oh such sweet lies
Moving like the music of the spheres