The Skin Surf

that's too many for one head
 free radicals got me wondering 
 there's no trace of science fiction around
 oh no, far too usual
 I went out of my way
 to find out something strange
 and outside of space
 so unusual
 trees are smarter when they transmit 
 the sound of our dispatchers
 signals strung out when it's dancing
 around plastic branches

 all my friends will try and say

 all the time was wasted for nothing
 you would only have tasted
 the skin's surface
 it goes deep

 heads are frozen
 cryo frozen
 along five billion buckets
 of sauce and water 
 we're not [bad word] around
 bored point of waiting 
 so I went out of my way
 to find out something strange 
 and outside of space
 so unusual
 gone is our way in
 what is intangible
 still
 waiting up all night
 it is impossible

 all my friends will try and say
 all my friends will try and say