Lyrics Indelible Rainbows - Josephine Foster

It is this goodness
Goodness coming towards me
Goodness growing
Devouring the landscape
Shadow of a monster
This coming gladness
Spreading the dye
In all things
Rose tips the pine trees
Invigorates the worms (s)
Everything drunk
In the spirit of destruction
(Hear the young men
Crushed by the tide)
Clap your hands
In supplication
For the arrival
Of the goliath
He raises his horn
Antenna to the heavens
Erect he receives
Nature's instruction
Bashful he spreads
As if wakened from a slumber
A subterfuge sky
Of an indelible rainbows
(Hear the young men
Crushed by the tide)