Foot Ox
Infinite Light
I heard the sound
It was pouring from your mouth
Pouring from your mouth out to the ground
And I heard the call
It was nothing at all
But it turned out to be a drag

I saw your teeth
They were deep underneath
High on the [?] that I'm falling off
And I heard the call
And I want it all
But I watched it slip right through my hands

Do you wanna be some infinite light?
Or just a passerby [of the sole gray hand tying our balloon]

Colorado