when i first took the trip
through a lollipop's brain
the last thing that i saw
was the latter of my gain

an island pushed me off
to a world inside my hand
cyanide tongues laughed
while they wallowed in the sand

dust frames in the morning
distorted petals underfoot
nurse a grievance for the next few days
i'd save her now if i could

the next thing that i saw was
a clam spoke to me
"get out while you can
there's not enough for you to see"

a horse brought up the idea
"come ride with me,
i'll take you where you want to be"
you wouldn't believe the things i've seen

a small and dreary darkness
plays a scary tune inside my head
i hear it begging for a difference
in all the lives that it has lead