Stone Cold - Factor Chandelier, Open Mike Eagle

This cadaver is quite old

Body temperature stone cold

The shoulders the right hue

Fingers and toes are alike new

The elbows are not a lot

But I can tell it’s been a while since the heart stopped

No sound in

But there’s a little fluid in her left lung

The eyes look alive still

Mouth is relaxed like she died still

Up and for a moment as I race down

Ah, it seemed she’s released bowels

All the books say it’s too late

If you wait for the blue face

Face-to-face like the two snakes

On the cover of a book

But between us there’s other books

So let’s take another look

All the books say it’s too late

If you wait for the blue face

Face-to-face like the two snakes

On the cover of a book

But between us there’s other books

So let’s take another look

Her brain’s damaged and needs more oxygen

I can tell you where to get new parts

But it starts with a promise that you won’t go gossiping

Activities maintain with new drugs

But new brains don’t warm up new blood

Lanes reduce as time passes

Men in black hats and dark eyeglasses proved

An electric shock can start motors

Every other things that stop can start over

Maybe there’s some things to learn from dark code words

Maybe there’s some folks who seen that she’s gone

Maybe people study what they’re not supposed to

Once everybody is sleeping 'till dawn

I’m getting a little ahead of myself here but I need to uhm

Establish some ground rules you know what I mean?

All the books say it’s too late

If you wait for the blue face

Face-to-face like the two snakes

On the cover of a book

But between us there’s other books

So let’s take another look

All the books say it’s too late

If you wait for the blue face

Face-to-face like the two snakes

On the cover of a book

But between us there’s other books

So let’s take another look

You can’t just want things like they used to be

With no transplants and no scars

Just put up with those stars

All that light happened eons ago

It somehow knows where you are

And there are those that reproduce starlight

Even though it’s not at all far

Up close its power’s up here

There is no far and no near

No hello or goodbye

Everything dead is alive

As it may breathe it’s half gone