You can shut your eyes
Pitch a smothered lake
Soared right through us like a lightbulb
Siphoned off all the pinwheels
And drained us of our wine
An outspoken choir
Lost in refrain
You can shut your ears
Sewed loom of iridescence
Tune out all the white noise
Replace with obsession
Infant nursery rhyme present in lullaby
Heard it through the grapevine
This could be the endtimes
(You can shut your mouth)