Excitabilatamengraduafalsifijunction- by: unknown forgotten

Quite an uncommon blessing wrapped in an interference
That incidentally avoided the worst of some sort
And yet dodged a different bullet
"ouch," says the dastard and the ignorant
Tasting the fumes of gasoline weeping from the carpet
Or was the toxic air my perfume?
Laying down devilishly to destroy an indifference that ensues?

The answer's what our mother told,
After your father asked permission
Ain't nothing but the standard quotable wisdom
Dished out in portions to make relevance to nothing
But yet The Guru's words through another sound so amazing and true
Coincidence or destiny to confuse?

He once learned from his master to burn candles all the way down
Well flames rising high have lit my house on fire
Stereo speakers melting and drowning out the infernal sound
Such beautiful sound for it was saved by the bullet
No, a different one than the one already dodged
This one's like dirt and red light and wind wooshing over hills
And that sound only the angels can hear