Phantom Buffalo - Wilamena lyrics

Wilamena You are a bug crawling on my knee It's not a metaphor I mean it quite literally In your black and shiny shell I see my portrait like reflections in the wishing well When your wings flap, it splits in two I think about the difference between me and you I think of them all You're so very small Can we still be friends? Wilamena Can you look into my eyes at all? I bet you can't see me I'm afraid that I'm much too tall My face could be a planet, oh But I'm not made of granite Or any other stone Oh, I'm just made of flesh and bone But you are so small If I was that small Do you think we'd be friends? Wilamena Your eyes are so small They're too small to see, Wilamena Can you see me at all? They're too small to see, Wilamena Your eyes are so small They're too small to see, Wilamena Your eyes are so small If I was that small We'd talk about the craziest things in the world The world If I was that small We'd talk about the craziest things in the world The world If I was that small We'd talk about the craziest things in the world The world Like and besides your letter to Milton was Two days late Like and besides your letter to Milton was Two days late So he betrayed and k**ed his brother and buried him In an old ash tray The guilty one was a lonely, misguided luma With nothing better to do With nothing better to do With nothing better to do With nothing better to do With nothing better to do