Make of This What You Will

Grass sweeter than wine
A forest full of feet
The sun is shining backwards on the gravel of the street
My hands are trembling calmly with the waving of the sea
A sea of yellow fishes that need alcohol to breathe

And I’m moving forward with the current of the tide
I’m floating through marshmallows with koalas by my side
The air is getting thicker with some solid dioxide
My ears will ring so loudly that I’m slowly going blind

And nobody can see me ‘cuz I’ve stolen all their eyes
And if you want them back you’ll have to eat McDonald’s fries

Bananas filled the gutters like a house covered in snow
The timing moves so quickly that it’s starting to get slow
I’m finally at peace and I want everyone to know
I’m finally moving forward
Oh no, here comes Mother Plague

She’s taking all the children and will burn them at the stake
She’s taking all the carcasses and throwing them away
The rest of them are chained up at the bottom of the lake
I’ll hide inside this closet so I know that I am safe