Lyrics Thread Three and Final - Telyscopes

I am the Chernobyl dog
I have no spine
I am the (Andalusian Dog)
I have no spine

It was real
It was mine
So why do I give it to an animal's name?

Our house sat empty in the weeds
Sand squalls erased the past positions of our feet
No whispers creaked on rotten beams
Our secrets pooled between the dirt and mezzanine
Are you there, spinning misery?
Or snip your thread and float away on silver wings?

Red snout pokes out the covers
Eyesight wanes the dream
Now we can't lose our chroma
As I want you, Green.