s**ed into the mundane & its mystery
Sixteen-petalled flowered upholstery
Where've i been?
Well, i've been here for hours
Bleeding into patterns of flowers...
( quietly the night came marching in to greet them )
When those seams open up
Go in , go
Yellow, wide, open up
Go in, go
Shades of honey bees
Black and golden yellow
Sway like honey bees
Black & golden yellow
Yellow, yellow...