Euclidean Sunrise

[Verse 1]
It's a greeting day from the morning Sun as the moss grows into light
Caving in the averages of time
It's a beautiful lackadaisical ethic from my barren mind
I'm running out of time

[Verse 2]
The feelings brought from the distant trumpets
Separate into the pulsing summits
A mind
Covered in this grime

[Verse 3]
The language brought from the distant trumpets carved into my spine
Don't know to go when they so might, oh

[Spoken]
"Dispatch, requesting all available [?] units regarding a report to a possible overdose at Euclidean & 3rd, witness reports say subject was last seen immobile and unconscious."

"10-4 Unit 432 10:36 to Euclidean & 3rd, requesting more information."

"Subject [?] Unit 432, [?] multiple containers of unknown substances next to the subject. [?]"

"Unit 432 on scene, 10:45D, medical close on 10:56. Subject found on the Devue Euclidean Trail, time of death sunrise."