Blue liver, sallow relic I was not entirely conscious But I was not asleep Like a daydream All of my wilted passengers Haunting my memories And my now-sensations I've been through all of this before This time around, I swallowed it A little bit more easily It's all I can do I've been trying to break through But I can't separate Myself from all the Lavender azaleas The lavender azaleas Oh, laser avaricia I produced a yellow tulip But I could not Produce a medallion Banishing all the passengers Stowing their baggage In the glove receptacle I've wrestled this old lord before Spun it around Until the serpent headed toward The helios It's all I can do I've been flying through the blue But I can't separate Myself from all the Lavender azaleas The lavender azaleas