Lyrics:

Thieves have brought us invisible make-up
Fish are leading us out of the water
The fires are growing hypnotically thin
Spineless majesty swallows a grin

There's a seed on the wind
There's a rose in the seed
Is the smell of sweet ammonia
On the petals of the rose

Copper locust, invisible string
Fried robots are blowing sweet melodies
Frozen cherubs alight in a glowing tree
Silver frogs in lava stream sing

I think I am I think I am
I think I am I think I am
I am the light beam I am the rock
I am the lime doll I am the dog

Pulled a muscle inside my thinking
Unearthing the tunneling underground
Not using my head for while
I bury my head in the sky