I can see the bear's head startle in the warming green
Speaking, eyes wide wifi to breathe, receive this
Ariola mandrake shining in the darkened hall
Your voice calls these kids back to bed, my head is
In the moontrap of this city's psychotropic love
Blue jeans, red leaves, wet sleeves cover bruises on your arm
And I call bullshit on this whole damn car
'Cause it'll never let you go if you're a stranger to yourself
Street level wingspan hanging in the hazy light, mindsight
Eyes, clothes, limbs, hands and trees, breathing
Waiting on the corner underneath the bright light falls
Death's-head moths swarm drawn to the beam, screaming
In the moontrap of my lover's psychotropic show
Blue jeans, red leaves, wet sleeves cover bruises on your arm
And I fall endlessly for you every single time
'Cause when you finally cross the water, gotta leave the raft at the shore
The shadow and the anima
A non-stop flight to Panama
Ice melts, seashells
A stranger arrives
I take his hat 'cause it looks like mine
And I meet you at the cove
But your eyes have turned from black to gold
Bizarro future scenes unfold and I'm all alone
In a crowded room at home
Demonic seams in high rise jeans
The carnival is not what it seems
And I wake up
