Testo Porcupine

There is no comparison
Between things about to happen
Missing the point of our mission
Will we become misshapen?

A change of heart
Will force the veil
Nailed to the door To all avail

There are no divisions
Between things about to collide
Hitting the floor with our vision
A focus at some point arrives

A change of mind
Will force the veil
To hit the head
And set the sails

A change of skin
Will shed the tail
Hung on the wall For use again

A change of heart
Will force the veil
There is no comparison
Between things about to happen

Sick as a pig this pork is mine
I'm pining for the pork of the porcupine
I'd best be on my best behavior
Best behave yourself, you hear?...

Sick as a pig
This pork is mine
Pine for the pork of the porcupine...

I'm beginning to see the light
Beginning to see the light