Monochrome chameleons

the leather train

the house without doors

both inside of the brain

one is and one roars

there's a whale

breathing slowly

on the slope of an anthill

the chorus said

that the lords are dead

and sand is made in a land mill

the midnight flight

was interrupted

by monochrome chameleons

and after that

enough said

we're through silly aeons

a craven suitcase

a chessboard cab

and drums from thirteenth floor

make me riven

make me sad

and now I have to go

pardon me