Media Ghost / Morning

The media ghost told me
That one day, I'd be sleeping
On top of a boiling sea
Subsisting on cardboard and trees

I should be singing now
The words that I wrote down
But I can't get their sounds
To come and wave around

The internet ghost did say
That to star in my own one-man play
Is to kiss when your skin turns gray
In homes I'll live in one day

The suns shine out from your face
And there's two of them

Onto a planet where we wait
For a holy day
When eyes align

We orbit around the two of them

I'm harmless, dude
Like an armless dude
I can't hurt you
I can't hurt you