Infinite Me

Turn to the last page in the book by which you were raised Limb by limb you will be saved, though it won't be on Jesus day Believe in the stars like you believe in him And cross your fingers that Einstein will win [?] above the stage And Armstrong return so he [?] Through the black hole of infinite me As long as [?] is gone the Earth lives on A desolate sphere spiralling in towards infinite me And when we thread the hole of my hope We will come back as John once said And I will be [?] my infinite children And I will live to see the infinite collection Which I will react to as child, boy, and man And I will meet my maker, though I do not believe he as a voice I maintain he will not have a voice I maintain he will not have a voice I maintain he will not have a voice I maintain he will not have a voice I maintain he will not have a voice