TV Waves Fruit Bats

There is peace in the belly of the beast
There is no alarm in the least
Four thousand and one flashlights in one place
And the glow of the thousand TV waves

Out on the great green wash, there's foam where spiders walk
And ride the tides to take them home to empty webs
And from the land of sky blue waters to the belly of the beast

There is calm in the valley of the dogs
There is light in the caves and in the bogs
Four thousand and one flashlights in one place
And the glow of the thousand TV waves
And the glow of the thousand TV waves
And the fires of each forgotten space