One day of silence
For two grains of sand
Three stray eyelashes
Blown from my hand
Green turtle kisses
The white bu*terfly
What is he thinking
With tears in his eyes?
I never buy umbrellas anymore
Seashells are singing
To deaf grains of sand
But they clap politely
They're friends with the band
After an hour
The bu*terfly sleeps
Rain fills her dreams
As the ceiling crack seeps
I never buy umbrellas anymore
I wonder what does
The subway mouse wish for
As she scurries from hole to hole?
This is no way for a mouse to live
I never buy umbrellas anymore