Tetrachromacy (song)

Tetrachromacy is the eighth song on the album Polygondwanaland.

Lyrics
I 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's shrouded like a natural gas

I gotta see it for myself

Settle my own curiousness

Back and forth swing like the tide I look

to the left and through to 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 in subarctic caribou eyes the metal

Wires burst into life

They flick across the territory

Resplendent mackerel sky

Some of the snow absorbs UV

Unseeable crumbs in dye

Picking up clues 'bout my eyes, I

scrutinize 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 hue will be crowded

Camouflage to 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