Temporal
Carne Doce
Stormy Weather
Tomorrow when the storm rolls in
It'll free us from the evil
And from all of life, all, all
Dragged by the waves in the pen
We'll have a coastline
And we'll sleep with our caps on, every night
Like radioactive mermaids, we'll reign
And organize the sea
And whatever's left of all life, all, all
Every creature that can't be saved
Everything someone remembers
We'll put it in a song, long live life
All the sound and color and smell and taste
And every being that disappears tomorrow