Sister, I have let out all your animals
Let them into the squall of the modern today
Maybe free to die in public spaces
But free to die any which way
So let the sun blind canary eyes
Eyes most used to florescent light
So let the weather change the skin your wearing
Skin most used to air-conditioning
Lover, we agreed to throw out all of our clothes
Piling up material that binds us to this earth
Maybe light a match and fire them to the heavens
Or call them broken and go on wearing them anyway
Into the flood, as you would my lover
Into the fire, as you would my lover
Now forget that flood, now forget that fire