Holding a Jar in a Magenta Glider Lyrics

Please say you'll let me

Relieve my sorrow

Finally this itching at last will end

Here's the thing, I need to

Just hold your jar

Unguent is the key

To do the thing

What if I told you the nightmare is true

No spices, no oils in Colter Bay

I'm up high in my magenta glider

Hoping that someday you'll join me here

Some will live just for sedition, I know

That is no brave pioneer of the soul

What if I told you of things that may come

Earth will become a large bucket of chum

I'll be up above it in my glider

Looking down my nose at worlds below

We'll all live in my magenta glider

Soaring over troubles and desire

Things are better in this massive glider

Better here than roasting in the fire