Buffalo

Breathe on me my buffalo Your eye warms to a warning Of a death without words I am here Laughter swallowing cups of pride Inside it paints me With the visions I love For the future tributes Our Thom Sonny Green Breathe on me my buffalo Your eye warms to a warning Of a death without words I am here Laughter swallowing cups of pride Inside it paints me With the visions I love For the future tributes A tome sunny green The buffalo from buffalo Who are buffaloed by the buffalo From buffalo Buffalo are the buffalo from buffalo And all's above lay Pay tribute to the future death Of our tome Sunny green.