The sun got hot and got on me
as if I were the one wearing
the yellow shirt out looking
for radiant ass a certain conspiracy
so let's call in the devil he'll be
a private eye for no one can see
everything especially with so
much light balling up on this
planet much heavier now but
also less confident as if at any
moment the moon could overtake
the invisible tug-a-war and become
the point around which we are
always falling