I fell from Heaven Head heavy with this message The flesh is your reference For knowing the soul When I was the leaven The yeast they steep the bread in What I said I meant as the sediment In bowls of swollen dough Don't I know Old as you are all you ever do is wander You'll come around someday soon you'll see Apoptosis You're always ending Life in the body is an intention All that you know in the instance Is lost in the waves of existence > A laceration sufficiently deep My body still wears a scar in the knee So when you live off every scrap of your self Take solace in knowing as somebody else Though time will tear our bodies off The you that I knew will not be forgot No the you that I knew will never be lost Apoptosis You're always ending Life in the body is an intention All that you love in the instance Is lost in the waves of existence You are a current You are a tide And of the contents The tenuousness of life All that you wait on All that you long for When you attain it You will be no more