Chaos Spirits

Lyrical Anarchy

Distraught and falling
Her spirit lives on
In everything she does
Her body lives on
Through sheer force of will

Distant and chaotic
His pistol shoots flags
From when anger changed its mind
His aim is true
He only uses it for good

Measuring the marigolds
With their inchwords
They destroy, create, destroy
Worlds collide and reform
Building incombustible bridges

He lives in the sky
Chaotic as he is
Sometimes dark, sometimes light
Sometimes interesting
Spirit rising above

She sees spirits
They are everywhere
It never occurred to her
Not to run from them
But instead, to let them wash over her

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