Like the bird’s nest in the VALERO sign
I’ve been making home in the O’s I can find
O when I in awesome wonder consider
that insects scare the hell out of me
So infinite yet beneath my feet
O to be armored and attentive
to have antenna that dial directly
To your cosmic radio, O, your cosmic radio
all signal, no static, always home
I’ve got the O’s
And I suppose
I’ve got the oh no’s too
O to be a blade of grass expecting nothing of the morning but dew
O to hit empty and pull into that valero and O to be full
To act like the hunger is real
To know that the hunger is real
To respect the hunger is real, armored and attentive
I’ve got the O’s
And I suppose
I’ve got the oh no’s too
O to be so certain of the darkness to fall asleep
that you can close your eyes, fall really deep
Close your eyes, fall asleep, and be free
