Keys - The Mole (Poem) Lyrics

I seek a field of a feral wheat
Which only known to boars and kestrels
To lay amidst, chin to chest
To lay amidst, chin to chest
Ablated like a leaky vessel

I seek to roll up in its spicy
A coma dressing dizzy blanket
Beneath a ten ton lilac sky
Beneath a ten ton lilac sky
Confined to sight and depressing

I wish to sleep a thousand years
Slowed with a smell of savage garlic
Then open ears to screaming shoals
Then open ears to screaming shoals
Which fly to winter in the Arctic

I need to rest an hour more
Dig with a nose a dusty bed
Just like a mole, a juiceless body
Just like a mole, a juiceless body
I seek a field of a feral wheat