Sister, I have let out all your animals Let them into the squall of the modern today Maybe free to die in public spaces But free to die any which way So let the sun blind canary eyes Eyes most used to florescent light So let the weather change the skin your wearing Skin most used to air-conditioning Lover, we agreed to throw out all of our clothes Piling up material that binds us to this earth Maybe light a match and fire them to the heavens Or call them broken and go on wearing them anyway Into the flood, as you would my lover! Into the fire, as you would my lover! Now forget that flood, now forget that fire!