there in a box with your things, stabbed airholes, and one wing
or white lung, when your well will you stay

since there is a certain modern earth pain only fit for enduring
which one does endure

4 walls of day: and that alone
no empty hallway for you bearing the
100 bright light blocking doors of luck
and here in the favor of life i will
contrive no device against expectation, only announce
i have learned to respect the color yellow

by cum and by egg
and laid low into creature
then
cast out in the one cold of all names.


Lyrics submitted by fistfuloflove

Into the Trees song meanings
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