Half-handed Cloud - Sailing the Veil-Boat lyrics

Belly, what a waste And eating all in haste, Not knowing that it's laced: Poison that I can't taste. We hoped the tasty frees, "Please guide us where we please", Not seeing that he sees, We're really pulled on skis. Then savior front door, Knock-knock open wide, Despite being poor, We're rich as his bride. Danger to us, No more dangerous, He fashioned a sail made out of the veil. So now I'm his bride, But then so is my wife, And daily to abide, He keeps us on the ride