The typhoon tunnel talks and walks with worms,
Breaking up bones and telling of burn..
broken smokin' afrikan
apple trees and ten times ten
Tundra plains will stretch their strength,
storming towns in river length,
tell me tell me tell me how
the water-rings of the soldier cloud.
Crystals form and frankly speak,
how we talk in verbal leak,
And 'cross the sky as Godly freaks
bring fire to water and break the beast.
Stifled water has chilled the lips,
has turned the boat and yes has flipped,
the last of tales as sailboats whisp,
golden sawdust in the mist.