The garter snake passed lazily through the tall yellow-headed sourgrass
There was cold, clear water in a tall, clean glass
The sunlight hit the sides and it came through the water tilted
I saw the condensation on your hand
I could feel the glaciers melting

And a warm, soft wind
Covered up everything
On the day your love came screaming through me

You had oranges and lemons in a canvas bag beside you
And seven different kinds of light welling up inside of you
You smeared [bad word] pulp all over me, it felt okay
Good old [bad word] three thousand miles away

I felt the warm surge blast my [bad word] in from behind
On the day your love came screaming through me

In the fresh light of day
I felt something falling away
On the day your love came screaming through me