Landscape of shapes and colors
Phantom symmetry
I wonder if you
See the same way I see
I see blue in the sky
You see a dark one, I hope some stars
I see green, the highest pine
You see a traffic light, to run so fast
I see a rainbow
That blinds my queer eye
Landscape of shapes and colors
Of ghostly symmetry
I wonder if you
Feel the same way I feel
I feel red-bright when I bleed
You beg to see blood "Off with their heads!"
I feel darkness, pure and deep
You see shadows, fear the sounds
I feel white, witness so hard to find
A pure and solid one
'Cause my leather mixes red-yellow-blue
But in black and white some wrote my rights
And invisibles are those frontiers
Leave me starving to death
I declare myself no one
Or an instance of love
Or an instance of
Landscape of shapes and colors
Fever of identities
That gum loses fast
Its flavor and rhythm
I am a red-blood eating red-bloods condemned to survive
I am a witness of immortals doomed to weep and cry
I am another ravenous soul trying to catch the light
'Cuz my leather mixes red-yellow-blue
But in black and white some wrote my rights
And invisibles are those frontiers leave me starving to death
I declare myself no one
Or an instance of love
Or an instance of
LOVE
LOVE
Or an instance of
LOVE
Ah
But when I see you
I see a full pink tulip field
A yellow-brown tulip field
A purple-green tulip field
A red-blue tulip field
So call me no one
Or an instance of God