Song for Augustine Pt. 2 Lyrics

theres no difference between
your head and mine

even padded felt balloon
buzzing like a stream with light on
english shroom express your place yeah.

not a color remains
in the earth
for the mess around

he keeps it underneath his paw
he keeps it sharp and others for you

some old black bear piecing back my skeleton

is it too much, for you
to push your head through the taste of the medicine

what was i to do?

with some old black bear piecing back my skeleton