A Sunny Day In Outer Space

by Nathan Payne

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released April 23, 2012

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Track Name: All is Well in Hell
All is Well in Hell



row your battered little boat
as gently as you can,
down the stream
whose blood is this,
splattered
on my monochromatic coat?
am I drowning
or is this just a dream?

the earth has opened up
to swallow me whole
lava swishes around the lip of the volcano,
like a cup,
& the sky is an umbrella full of holes


all is well in hell
round & round on a flaming carousel
like a turtle in his shitty little shell
all is well in hell


the sun is shining brightly
it is safe to assume
up in Heaven, & on earth, and in places unencumbered
by the pallor of this glamourous gloom

but I am in agonizing pain
just like everybody else
all the people I once loved, at whose hands
I finally lay slain
all my friends without a pulse


all is well in hell
round & round on a flaming carousel
like a turtle in his shitty little shell
all is well in hell


walking on a wire
through the fire
and she's talking up a storm
something about a contradictory desire
to set me free
& keep me warm,
and while I am notoriously easy
for the pleasures of the moment,
what kind of dark emotions,
exactly,
baby,
are you trying to foment?

girls are a whirlpool,
spinning you around
it's a helluva kick,
but in the end you're going down


all is well in hell
Uncle Screwtape, you're a liar
I can tell
someday I'll escape your web
& break your spell
all is well in hell


where there is no wood
the fire goes out
where there is no good
there is no doubt


all is well in hell
round & round on a flaming carousel
like a turtle in his shitty little shell
all is well in hell


what you don't know can't hurt you,
but it might kill you painlessly





© 2012 Nathan Payne