Andreas Brauning - Victoria and Humidity, a Meditation of Aquatic Affairs lyrics

A victor who riots is no winner and victories are just cleft timbers in silent woods. Order perseveres where men are reduced to fighting co*ks, and the sound mind lulls like loose boulders in a ripping creek. With shoulders bound like flying trout My angels burrow in collapsing clouds. Prairie wolves howled these down And patted them cruelly below, coating them\ in mud. There is nothing uglier Than browned clouds. Fluttering, a girl circles an oblong and large aquarium underneath a sky not unlike a sheet come loose from a sagging clothesline or an old donkey's gut drooped And big with hunger. Occasionally a drowned mallard Thuds like a leather raindrop.