Buffalo
Breathe on me my buffaloYour eye warms to a warningOf a death without words
I am hereLaughter swallowing cups of prideInside it paints meWith the visions I loveFor the future tributesOur Thom Sonny Green
Breathe on me my buffaloYour eye warms to a warningOf a death without words
I am hereLaughter swallowing cups of prideInside it paints meWith the visions I loveFor the future tributesA tome sunny green
The buffalo from buffaloWho are buffaloed by the buffaloFrom buffaloBuffalo are the buffalo from buffalo
And all's above layPay tribute to the future deathOf our tome Sunny green.