Would you like to eat 
a piece of my feet 
from the fog of my mind? 

I went through that 
fog of my mind 
and I brought 
out delicious feet. 

That fog of my mind, 
It is sublime and 
wondrous things 
are hidden there. 

Sometimes it's feet 
and sometimes it's eyes 
and sometimes I have to 
run from knives. 

Sometimes I want to 
apologize. 

Sometimes I just 
sit in that fog 
that’s inside my mind 
and stare off. 

Sometimes I just enjoy 
the time of alone, 
by myself.

But, I went there the other day 
and caught these feet 
I’m serving you here. 

I went there the other day. 
They’re just feet, 
please do not fear. 

They came from 
the fog of my mind. 
I told you I go there 
all the time. 

Don't you worry, 
I won’t send you there. 
You can stay with me. 
Whatever, dear.

You can stay here. Here. 
You don't need to fear.

I brought you out, out, 
out of that fog 
and I enjoy 
your company here. 

Spend your time with me.
Yes, please. 
We will play a while 
and enjoy the breeze! 

And when I 
go outside 
I will return to you here.