Veneer Lyrics

Veneer

thirteen miles on 31 are drying all along adopt-a-highway lay the empty cans of
masquerade thirteen miles on 31 are drying the sky is lavender with ivory
clouds that threaten drops of finger-paints puddle jumping children clad in
yellow raincoats splash the deeper purple of veneer rows and rows of animals,
their shiver skin is painted different shades and from grazing painted grass
their teeth are stained the incandescent green indifferent they watch the
rainfall steady blend their spots and run their stripes of veneer lovely ladies
strip themselves of furs the winds require lovely ladies bathe themselves in
technicolor mire lovely gentleman at 85 on 31 i'm flying flying