كلمات Blue Rosebuds

I love you and cause I do My skies have changed From grey to blue But blue's not just A color of the rainbow It's shade is not a hazy hue But pure and hard My blue sky blue It's like a roman candle Coming rosebuds Your words are empty hollow bleatings Of a mental crutch They're open festered indigestion With a velvet touch An ether eating eskimo Would gag upon your sight Convulsed into oblivion From laughter or from fright A coma with a sweet aroma Is your only dream Malignant with the misconception That a grunt can gleam Your lichen covered corpuscles Are filthy as a fist Infection is your finest flower Mildewed in the mist I love you and cause I do My skies have changed From grey to blue But blue's not just A color of the rainbow It's shade is not a hazy hue But pure and hard My blue sky blue It's like a roman candle Coming rosebuds Blue rosebuds