Glass in Your Feet

Death's-head moth and a honeybee
And the flightless birds with the useless wings
In the diamond mines of the Indian head
Beneath the sawdust moon with the frozen rings

Mastodons and hummingbirds
In an endless loop on the windy plain
Chestnut mares and the bison herds
And the poison toads in the sugarcane

There are rainbows as the light refracts
Through the glass in your feet
Blue and green as the wind attacks
And the glaciers retreat

There are rainbows as the light refracts
Through the glass in your feet
Blue and green as the wind attacks
And the glaciers retreat

Death's-head moth and a honeybee
And the flightless birds on the ground so cold
Maple leaves are gently falling from the eaves
Silver tongues on the golden road