DESCRIPTION:
Track 2 from "Purple Turtle, Orange Doorhinge" by Rainbowface.

Lyrics;

Symmetry tends to lend a hand
To either side, and so inside,
We climb, we climb...

We dive, to the deepest depths,
These Tolkien clefts of earth, we give our birth
to broken rocks we cannot walk but have
more legs, more limbs, you cannot swim like us, yet,
you do not have that type of jet...
You cannot fly like us.
No better spy than us.
I can't forget what you have seen... we've seen.
I've been waiting...
Waiting for what I what?
Want.

You cannot haunt me now
I'm nautically lost
to all of you...
Practically a ghost...
My host... ignores what you wallow in...
Scathing I hear your voice out loud,
I jeer, yet you cannot see I am proud
of what I've become, just
a piece of flotsam...jetsam.
I have not gone overboard, at least
not too recently... or frequently...
I just wanted to conform with you and the sand.
But my plan... By my hand, and energy,
was flawed and I can't forget the things I saw
in my mind, nor can you.
A nightmare of wolves and lions too...
In a house, on a trail...
I can't bring them to you.
I've been blocked.
Twisted brick this cannot be our home,
I'm so lonely... This ache...
Half the week I grieve and
half the week I turn the other cheek...
It's my only hopeful happy streak...