5. ...and a happy new year

There’s a little fly around my cake

Oh, kill it before it stinks

This summer sun that used to light my days

Now it’s just melting me again

Seasons run through time as moles

Silent, blind, without a pole

Turn myself into a falling leaf

Take this sticky sweat out of my face

This sunny day ain’t no real good state

I am wax, I am ice

Fish out of water life

Same hour stopped since ’91

A calendar with the same day on

Turn myself into a falling leaf

To grow again, to grow again

Did the chairman find a place for you

Did he notice I was standing too

Is my cake already full of worms

Anyway, I’ll try some