When my brain fingers are bloody and bare-boned
But too much coffee and cream will keep me from sleeping
Well I wonder if
All the rooted, wild beauty
Could see what it is that we're doing
Why would they perform and not
Hold all their colors for ransom in spring?
If all the rooted, wild beauty were ever to grow eyes
Their newly evolved sight would be deemed a burden
When they that
Bliss is found in ignorance
Until the weight of a lie is finally weighed and fully paid
Oh, my heart would break and stop
If ever they find out
They're weaponless to defend themselves
And see what it is they're up against
Bliss is found in ignorance
Until the weight of a lie is finally weighed and fully paid