Aleve

Putting Bly’s Pepsi-Colored Brain Across the Frostfields

Wait, no halo?
Why so callow?

Wyeth can’t find his face anymore,
And Bly just put his brains in the frostfields
Grass wings to our backs,
You wanna take it back

Stop
I wanna take it back
I wanna take it

I don’t glow, now you know
I don’t glow, now you know
I don’t glow, now you know
WE DON’T GLOW, NOW WE KNOW

Wait, no silo?
Eyes go, and I can’t find my place anymore.