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!