Underneath the Highway

I package myself like white elephant Scream in joy when nobody pays And the cat purring Underneath the highway And i scratched my head Underneath the highway And my dandruff disguised Itself in the winter Mistaking all the glamour for glow And you avoided me like mystery re(a)d snow What do you know anyways I'm a bright pink; you feel everything i think And the trunk that you pointed to was dead Your aurora blue means everything to you Crashing waves underneath oak bark And the rough stuff ahead The agonizing feeling that your head's turning green And your stomach's flush with my back Our lives are the wretched singing And we just couldn't keep the volume down And good musicians don't come around Our lives are the wretched singing And we just couldn't keep a good thing down And dead musicians don't come around Our lives are the wretched singing I felt highly responsible For when we accidentally buried the sun One more mortician's guilt Well it doesn't have to be bleak in the dark Concrete divides the railway And we chucked rocks until Something stuck And our legs dangled off of the wall Hoping someday We might fall I want to go