Come into the den, come into the den. You've got a glow. Climb into my arms with blood on your clothes. You've got a glow. And you're no one's but mine.
Let fall your soft and swaying skirt. Let fall your shoes, let fall your shirt. I'm not the ladykilling sort. Enough to hurt a girl in port. . Marie's gone blonde and lost a stone.
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I though that it was us against the world. But now it's me against something so big and abstract that I can't tell what it is. All the while you're out there grinding on some poor girl.
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Cold black virgin spinning above an open ocean. I hear, I feel, I need, I know. Seven sailors swimming shipwrecked seven smudgy mirrors. You gotta let 'em go.
All day I'm gonna hit on the drum. Takes a little time for her to come. You're just a girl on a street. Ah, take it away. . Walk around, what d'you say?.
I'm trying to transmute tap water into wine. Out here, somewhere in this Las Cruces motel room. The floor and ceiling vibrate so I can barely stand. "Calm down", says the Sky Man, "you're injured".
I got lost down a dark red rural road. Looked down two long lines to the place they both blurred out. In a cave lab they took some time to reassemble my brain.
So does the ink dry out?. So does the singing mouth get sown up?. So does the new headline no longer reach the town?. So does the rosy fire of the horizon fade into dull grey?.
Don't look back until you realise you're pointedly not trying to look back. Then reconsider trying for a clearer mind, try for a grace of some kind. Leave your house and walk in the autumn light.
When did we become these sinking stones?. When did we build this broken home?. Holding each other like ransom notes. Dropping our hearts to grip our brother's throats (Walking blind!).
Silence. Is your enemy. Because you're afraid. That we'll all see. . Silence. The more you speak. The less I believe. You plant words like weeds. . Scream loud.
You've been sucking tit. Asleep in your cradle. Given the world. You're still ungrateful. You bitch and whine. You're always entitled. You blame Mommy and Daddy.
The number you have dialed has been changed. The new number is. . Black dress, white lies. Loose friends and some cheap wine. I've always been so trusting, my dear.
Free drugs, Cheap sex. Fake tans, Big breasts. High times, Pimped rides. Lost days to blackout nights. . I need this, I need that. I'm not complete with what I have.
When you opened your eyes on the world for the first time as a child. How brilliant the colors were. What a jewel the sun was. What marvel the stars. How incredibly alive the trees were.
We live in the rain, a sea of change. You can't keep anything you take. The lovely face of lives we chase. Is but dust for wind to take. When all is gone, the only loss.
A hospital bed. A room filled with flowers. Every monitor beep keeps the time. As I count down the hours. The petals they weep. They're uprooted like me.