Amorphous Surprise
Robert Pollard
Bring me closer to you
Closer to in your finite
Smaller in pink expression
Lurched in urchin promise
Sightless is pretty, finding the city
Know your disguise above the surprise
Tree-line flies and jet stream
Rich like royal custard
Close that I may taste it
Gross that I may waste it
Sightless is pretty, finding the city
Know your disguise above the surprise
Run to the village, mold to the city
Know your disguise
Amorphous
Surprise your eyes
Amorphous
Surprise your eyes
Amorphous
Surprise