Paul Cunningham - THIRD lyrics

The lion's cage hung inside the black earth's sky. Inside the lion's cage you both looked down at the planet's surface. Tiny cities made of lights and red organs were the only images you could see in the darkness. These lights and red organs stretched for miles and you realized earth's seams were coming undone. The lion offered you bu*tons, but you had no thread. The lion offered you red meat, but you had no moist towelletes.