We All Know

We all know

That the wind blows

And the moon glows

And our lungs grow



We belong to the floating hand

That's made by some animals



And we all dance so

We can let go

And remove clothes

And trade loans



Like the type of tongue that roots from your breast

And it shakes your pretty little clavacle



A good friend

Is walking

To a homeland

And inside land



And to him I said

You can leave your eyes at the horizon's dead door

'Cause you won't need them anywhere



The children

Spend the dawning

And the morning

Disappearing



They reappeared as a seed of love

You know, the hard parts are vegetables



We all know