I lost myself in the [???]
That began in that sweet smelling
Dim dirt ?floored basement
From Prince Edward Island
I hitched a long white winding
Turnpikes and orange glow roads
To a lake in the wilderness shimmering black
Where the silver forest form an ellipse
In its depths found a monolith
Adorned with crude paintings
Of wolves with yellow little sides
The grey, freezing water — it swirled around, whispering
Tuned from a phonograph
Stuffed between brain cells for months
Since I heard your voice
Utter those phrases
I touched the wind slowly, each ray of the spectrum
Revealed itself to me, dark matter illuminated
And I could see enormous of burial
Serpents gliding and riding on all sides of me
Celestial castles [hold? whole?] spectral planets
[built? filled?] gaps between stars
In the night sky [those?] crystallized
This is what dogs see, and this is why they bay
And cower at something just over your shoulder
And this is what dogs see, oh, this is why they bay
And cower at something just over your shoulder