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 caribou eyes 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