Spinning in daffodils

Sunnydale metro station

Tonight, walking home at dusk

For about a month I've been spinning in daffodils every day

Them Crooked Vultures - Spinning in Daffodils (Them Crooked Vultures, 2009)

Once,
Out in the rain
I was able to strangle my shadow,
Then unshackle the chains.
What?
What will you do?
Is it safe to play God in the garden and king of the zoo?
Holes,
Well they need to be filled.
Positions available,
Yet some are quite hard to get out of or in.

Spinning in the daffodils.
Dizzy from a dozen twirls.
Spinning in the daffodils.

Cold,
Alone and alive.
You're afraid but that's not what I asked,
Wanna go for a ride?
Sharpen your teeth my darlings,
Sharpen your minds.
Take a finger, if the hand feeds you shit,
Take one scalp at a time.

Fail,
As big as a whale.
Like a canine that chases a bone
That's tied to his tail.

I wish I was a beautiful balloon.
I could rise up
Above of it all,
And fade out of view.
Gracefully fade, out of view.
What have you turned me into?

Spinning in the daffodils.
Dizzy from a dozen twirls.
Spinning in the daffodils.

What have you gone
And done
My love?
Incinerated in the morning sun.

I
Am so high
I just
May
Never come down