Death To Vivek Kemp

What lies before us?
Lost in the forest
I'll lie awake
You look for me now

And I will
And I will
Hide in the shadows from the sun (light, it's killing me!)
Ahhhhhh!

Old bag of chips and
The raincoat I'm under
Fork and napkin
No use to me now

And I will
And I will
give you something to look for
(oh, it is me!)
Ahhhhh!

Rest again
On a hill
Hey I'll be riding on
Green horses
And the flowers all turn into radios
And we will sing
Of the joy that life can bring when all
Of the raining stops

Ahhhh!

Rest again
On a hill
Hey I'll be riding on
Green horses
And the flowers all turn into radios
And we will sing
Of the joy that life can bring when all
Of the colors float around, aohhh!