Flesh Wedding
Your face looks egyptian and your
minus a soul
All day long I watch your flowers grow into the sky
Your eyes look cryptic, do you believe in Zen
All the pigs in Zulu run wild in your head
Come along with me
A wedding of flesh we will be
Ever since you’ve been you walk in perfect light
Your mind’s like Shakespeare and your body’s a statue with no head
As religion and pigeons fly over our heads
Religion and pigeons fly over the dead
Come along with me
A wedding of flesh we will be