chemical yellow

Leave it in its cage
It won’t find a way
To warm itself inside
Your cheekbones and your smile
Very civilized
Very civilized

It’s a beautiful glass cage
On the 51st floor
The furniture is white
The sky outside
The sky outside
Is chemical yellow

The more you look out, the less you can see
Deep lines are forming
The more you look out, the less you can see
Blue trees are flaming

If it starts to break
You can find another shell
In the rocks under the waves
When the tide begins to break
When the tide begins to break