Leave it sleep, let it lay Don't leave away, let it be A few more case, a few more feet Leave it sleep, who can bleed? It's he to cut, to shut, to live, to see....
Who waylay? Atone stone shone Well then pay wayleave! A pown drowned, he's prone Give up! We cleave a spun clown grown Well then, who clench? In the grave frost in the yard
Say to sway drown slow yawn Say "believe" a drown dawn fake It's a cheap treat showdown flown Wayward, weeping cubs, make them run to make them be
Feel the pain, feel the aim He'll get down, he'll be alone Feel his sin, feel his vein He got feet to be fled
Who waylay? A shone cub to run Hit that way to hear a tune sung in brain Stick on lay be sharp, thrown and bounced He can see me lead with the cleft steps in the air
Feel he shine, feel he lie He'll get down, he'll screech out Feel the sin, feel the vein He got eyes to spray beams
Leave me Last eye shines bright, calls me, drowns me Cleave me Last eye shines slight See it, feel it That's my cub, So sweet, fast, so neat, plus, so sweet, fast, so weak, but so clear eyed cub