Wheat Delusion
Caroliner Rainbow Stewed Angel Skins, Caroliner
If I could only wear those obscuring glasses
Ah! If I could only see the poisons I lose from
Wheat ah! If I could gain happiness by lending my own
4 winds each blowing grey drop hearts long lives
If they could shine on me lifes
Horizon I could tear with my
Teeth, distract my eyes with pumping
Light grey heart field and nail my
Pets to the door behind which I hide
Drawing veins on the ground to give it life