You were lamenting the loss of your teeth
Like Nature was some sort of very sneaky thief
And you talked about more of the profound
Silences without any hope of any divine sound
Getting past the slimy ledge of genetic freedom now
To the elephant graveyard bones of our slaughtered cow
Through the psychical manifestations of the astral plane
The pink elephants that wander through the drunk or the insane
A chance meeting, a hug and a discussion on God
As we meander sleepily through all the lands of Nod
Bones are the structure that provide the shape and the ultimate form
Teeth are the wisdom and the evolved standards of the norm
Look for the tooth fairy
The puppets are very glazy eyed and starey
Grind yourself into an irate and drunken frenzy of wonder
Listen to the chariots of the Gods in their spiritual thunder
Calcium and the glum
The divine motivation and the actual hum
Skeletonal remains and the formation of the teeth
Divine retributations and the bases of the actual belief
Georges.
Adding your comment:
i still seem to have as many unanswered questions as i did at 22 
