I built my house from barley rice
Green pepper walls and water ice
Tables of paper wood, windows of light
And everything emptying into white
A simple garden with acres of sky
A brown-haired dogmouse if one should drop by
Yellow Delanie would sleep well at night
And everything emptying into white
And everything emptying into white
A blue-eyed drummer rehearses outside
A black spider dancing on top of his eye
Red-legged chicken stands ready to strike
And everything emptying into white