The Color Wheel
I will meet you in the garden
We will shed our skin
Leave our old bodies and look on them
Our new ones could be anything
Greener, greens
And blues so deep
They'd make
The delta weep
Sunflowers
And a purple sky
Volcanoes crash
Sparks fly
Bodies of brass
Heavenly cost
The statues will come
Into the light at last
The Moon has turned
The rains have passed
The sands have burned
Into sheets of glass
Leave our bodies
And look on them
Our new ones
Could be anything
A Roda das Cores
Eu vou te encontrar no jardim
Vamos trocar de pele
Deixar nossos corpos antigos e olhar para eles
Nossos novos corpos poderiam ser qualquer coisa
Mais verdes, verdes
E azuis tão profundos
Eles fariam
O delta chorar
Girassóis
E um céu roxo
Vulcões explodem
Faíscas voam
Corpos de bronze
Custo celestial
As estátuas virão
Finalmente à luz
A Lua virou
As chuvas passaram
As areias queimaram
Em folhas de vidro
Deixar nossos corpos
E olhar para eles
Nossos novos corpos
Poderiam ser qualquer coisa