Shuck

When the moon is full

And I've pried,

I'll take up your guts

To the little shed outside

I'll shuck all the light from my skin

Then I'll hide it in you.

I'll pluck the long grass

That grows from me and hide it (in you).

I'll pretend I'm blind in one eye

And I'll hide it in you.

It's like your head is crumbled

And hiding in you.