Biting on the wire, tired of not feeling

Peeling off the shell, felt a lot like seeing

A bee-sting on the sun, Mars painted on the ceiling

Might be what I want, something so revealing

The weather in your head is the ocean in a conch shell

Cast you for the wind role, leading not an army

Tornado pulls out, before you duck into the well

Wet yourself clean before you go on farming

The bind swing fragile wing was strong, feathers prying at the wind

My life is wandering along, in a song I wouldn't sing

Your veins are bloody charming, I wanna meet the world at a molecular scale

Born at a red light in the rain on a dark night but beyond there's a blue sky giving birth to the true light

It’s a holiday, may we celebrate it

Pick a day you like, then go make it famous

The candle melted on (The candle melted on) the cake but we still ate it

Time will saunter on (Time will saunter on) as love but we still hate it

The filter on your breath is a rusted tin neck-net

The oxygen falls in debt, your lungs are plenty sorry

Paraded an off-count of mammals before they got wet

On Planet Logic to neutralize the emotion garden