Words got stuck in my throat
All I can say is blah
I'm sick with the most inexplicable plague

I cry with a smile on my face
I'm not upset, not at all
I am as happy as I can be
To happiness I sold my soul

Under the tree, I stare at its bloom
Ants eating my back
I dream about seas melting on shores
Creating this splendor, driving me mad

She's riding a bull across the field
Yelling and laughing, so bright
Naked and precious, outspreading her arms
Enjoying life, performing its rite"