Tetrachromacy

I've heard a story, could be true

About a colour under blue

You couldn't see it with your eyes

Or invent with intellect

Like the inverse of colourblindness

It shadows light in natural gas

I've got to see it for myself

Settle my own curiousness

Back and forth screaming like a tide

I look to the left and to the right

My three shades are divisible

Lust to see the invisible

The story man was glassy-eyed

He told me about the power lines

And subarctic colored blue ice

The metal wires bursting to life

They flick across the territory

Resplendent like the sky

Some of the snow absorbs UV

Unseeable crumbs and dye

Picking up clues, bat my eyes

I screw them as the iris of the storm's eye

My three shades are divisible

Lust to see the invisible

Tetrachromacy

See what I can't see

Tetrachromacy

See what I can't see

Polygondwanaland

Inconspicuous you and me

Crown in candle is lost in me

My three shades are divisible

Lust to see the invisible

Tetrachromacy

See what I can't see

Tetrachromacy

See what I can't see