Chlorophyll

Chlorophyll, the deep sea green bullet. Once I did watch delighted and fell in. I fell in. April's tendrils, she crawls through grassy fields to form a crown of crocuses, a paper crane
It's an unfolding parade, an unbeatable cascade and its going fast from the factory labour privy to the black mailers. A real good cause I guess I'm blessed. I'm answered
Cancelled appointments I could have braved. Call in sick for my big fake while I'm, while I'm well awake
Chlorophyll. The statix always playing, nothings going on. Nothings going wrong with my privacy fence. With our liquid suspense
In the carnival clarinets from the underground pageant