I heard a story, could be true About a colour under blue You couldn't see it with your eyes Or invent with intellect
Like the inverse of colourblindness It's shrouded like a natural gas I've got to see it for myself Settle my own curiousness
Back and forth swing like the tide I look to the left and through to right My three shades are divisible Lust to see the invisible
The story man was glassy-eyed He told me about the power lines And in subarctic caribou eyes The metal wires burst into life
They flick across the territory Resplendent mackerel sky Some of the snow absorbs UV Unseeable crumbs in dye
Picking up clues 'bout my eyes I scrutinize the iris of the storm's eye My three shades are divisible Lust to see the invisible
Tetrachromacy See what I can't see Tetrachromacy See what I can't see
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Inconspicuous hue will be Crowded camouflage to me My three shades are divisible Lust to see the invisible
Tetrachromacy See what I can't see Tetrachromacy See what I can't seeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
