But, on your life, you won't...

just a spin of belows and ups
that i can't really control
anymore than you
can
do
just like that.
i found it's just a drizzle of things to come,
how they get harder and harder
and harder
to drive,
like in the rain,
and then i hydro-plane.
i think i'll dye my hair today,
like fire-brand, and i'll be
all sparks and frizz,
so much so
that the electricity will be more than anyone can stand
and they'll have to turn me off,
like a light.
i'm not angry and i'm not against anyone,
i don't hold war-signs,
i'm just here soaking it all in
and letting it affect me,
the way too much radiation can kill a boy.
it's so simple, really.
i like the sound of my thoughts
crashing in and out,
and i think that you do too,
sometimes.
they'll have to turn me off,
like a light.
just like that.