Veneer - Live

Thirteen miles on 31 are drying
 All along adopt-a-highway lay the empty cans of masquerade
 Thirteen miles on 31 are drying
 The sky is lavender with ivory clouds that threaten drops of finger-paints
 And puddle jumping children clad
 In yellow raincoats splash the deeper purple of veneer
 Rows and rows of animals
 Their shiver skin is painted different shades
 And from grazing tainted grass
 Their teeth are stained the incandescent green
 Indifferent they watch the rainfall
 Steady blend their spots and run their stripes of veneer
 Lovely ladies strip themselves of furs the winds require
 Lovely ladies bathe themselves in Technicolor mire
 Lovely gentleman
 At 85 on 31 I'm flying
 Flying
 Indifferent they watch the rainfall
 Steady blend their spots and run their stripes
 Indifferent they watch the rainfall
 Steady blend their spots and run their stripes
 Indifferent they watch the rainfall
 Steady blend their spots and run their stripes
 Indifferent they watch the rainfall
 Steady blend their spots and run their stripes
 Indifferent they watch the rainfall
 Steady blend their spots and run their stripes