The rainbow changes color
The trees grow upside-down
And everywhere you turn
Penguins all around

Exhausted and refreshing
Resting in the shadows
Of the city lights
Illuminating
From the darkest of the trees
Who inhabit the forests
The whispering is loud
Unlike the calling
Unlike any sound
That ever reached your ear

Saving all the beached whales
Stranded in the subways
And running in the clouds
Leading us away
From the yellow bricks
That pave the roads
Spiral in a trance
Comatose and tired
Under lock and key
You’re so safe there

Under neon signs
You’re the one that feels it
Moving down your spine

I have half a mind to tell you
You have to put the pin back
Or else enjoy the blast
Reaching to the sky
Purple smoke and
Pink coat

Did that ease your mind

I can’t forget
To ask you
Did they steal
Your honey-pot