THE SOFT CONSPIRACY A Song from Fridge Magnet Phrases [VERSE 1] The word concrete turns upside down in the mouth of a fool who roasts too long. Prisoner of the coffee grounds, poor and awake through the black, boy, smile—the Candyman knows we must move out of here, out of porcelain, out of eternity. [PRE-CHORUS] This is his choice. We only explore it. [CHORUS] Morning caramel melts softer than comfort, softer than peace—the habitual soul begins warming from secrets the old French pastry never told. My favorite decaf brew remembers more than the present company should. [VERSE 2] How perfect, I do see it now. Father star dazzles through the window, comes with the breeze over grass and trees, wakes the little eye that was never asleep. Where marble angels kiss, it is sacred— some best voice drowning in poison champagne, asking: Is time all? [BRIDGE] I'm almost as moist as an ocean. Feel God listening. Imagine one drop of milk filling an empty universe, embracing you with a love that asks: if time would bleed, would you catch it, old friend? Fish is my joy. Breathe ghost air. Dark poetry is the desire of a blushing sin. [VERSE 3] Sailing away, then circling back. After slow water, we look broken— but never clear is life, for day is night, and night is the only honest hour. We could heed the self. I do live to share this goodness: [FINAL CHORUS] Young and lit forth with organic smoothness, rich delicious being—the grinder turning, but like an animal, like a prayer, savoring velvet in wet, wild fever. You sense we are alive behind this always longing. [OUTRO] The habitual soul begins warming. The habitual soul begins warming. The habitual soul begins warming still
