Tin (The Manhole)

I'll be the fox by the road, I am enormous and evolved

A predatory mass in the dark, I am unseen

Me dripping oil from my tail and my eyes are through the fumes

Yellow as the arc of imagined LEDs

I leave a path in the snow, little rainbow diesel paws

I devour the smoke that erupts from all exhaust

I make a dash for the median, there's a banshee searing past

And everything is light and it's noise and I reach the grass

My eyes are wide and my teeth dropping straight out of my skull

They clatter on the road anatomically displayed

I am as lithe as a vine as I whisper up the verge

And I am almost up to the shoulders of a horse

Little sea anemone, pool of rocks

Why'd you see an enemy I cannot?

Could there be a more heavenly artifact as pure as that?

A little sea anemone, pool of rocks

Why'd you see an enemy I cannot?

Could there be a more heavenly artifact as pure as that?

I sleep while in the dark of a warehouse by the sea

I am now as giant as the sun I used to love

My limbs are shoots springing forth, I am impossible and black

And I can feel the gravity rushing into me

I feel a pull on my fur and a hundred tiny hands

I can feel the men and the women clamber on

They will embrace me tonight as a father and a son

And I will carry homo sapiens through the night

I cannot imagine the things they did to you

I cannot imagine the way it feels for you

I can feel the gravity rushing into me

I am but a hole in the fabric of the scene

I was but a drop in the ocean all along