Jul 08, 2007 05:52
Little brown bear with awesome glowing hair,
waddaya doin' down there little brown bear?
Did they send you on a rocket ride,
to the real Earth that never died?
Little brown bear with awesome glowing hair,
waddaya doin' down there little brown bear?
Did they box you up and set you to the side,
to keep you a secret like you're something to hide?
Abstract creatures seething and heavy breathing
in a painting of absent mingling undesirables.
It's the women in deep sleep and the heavily warmed creep.
It's the silence on your face tells them when you weep.