Panacea کے بول

Deep breath, squinting rooster appears from a manhole at the crack of dawn Vermillion-eyed coelacanth head for land leisurely, awake or asleep yawns It would be easy to find the map I've scribbled on an envelope by the time you hear the milkman I've erased the code Nothing to worry, I know just where I stand now the rest is clear Even the acrobats would envy me so light Hatching triceratops' egg humming, at the crack of dawn Fluorescent submarine flies in muffled and hushed, awake or asleep light As long as there are shoes to fit my feet we'll find that well in the desert sand The compass is you, I'm a fistful of salt voices of dead light the way thaw the heart Moondrops shed light on the morning measure in ripples our boat that we row I'm so delighted I shiver with fright distant dawn solitude a panacea Piercing my finger with a gold needle I'll let the trickling droplets nourishh you Soundlessly rustling in motion threads of the spider are the color of blood