We put the clocks forward 
We put the clocks back 
The mirror is never fooled 
It remains slow moving liquid cool 
As we speed headlong into the berzah 

Jinn stone of Indians 
Narkik and faded stars 

The temperature is cold as clay 
Ash on birthday cake a wine blushing bride 
Stupefied our bad side's in decay 

Stupefied our bad side's in decay