I got out of bed today, Swear to God I couldn?t see my face I got out of bed today staring at a ghost Who forgot to float away, didn?t have all that much
The archaeologists found Some winged boy's remains Stained by the fire and clouds In the belly of a whale The day the lightning came The belly of a whale
Are you waiting for a miracle? Are you waiting for a lightning bolt? Are you waiting like a paranoid little boy? Are you ever gonna come back home?
Donated her eyes When she was young and shy Hated her awkward breasts And filled the yawning skylines with kisses Sweet to hear existence beat To hold
"Do you still believe in God?" Said the Preacher to the astronaut I heard it's kind of lonesome there Nothin to talk to but a cold, cold air Tell me,
One day laser beams will cure my sight Negative five, that's pretty much blind I wanna see what you know. Stare so deep into the laptop light Sip your
Oh my, are you the beast again? Is it the violence you like? Oh my, I feel it crawling in Gnawing, reptilian In the lost, loney night I wanna know
Toxic Emissions Modern Conditions Vague apparitions Lost in the distance tense Link to the senses Link to the nothingness Laugh you are not there Laugh
You're gonna want it all back You're gonna want it all You're gonna want it all back You're gonna want it all You're gonna want it all back You're gonna
I found a letter it read "Our existence has serious side effects" Turned on, turn on the television and It's telling me the world is collapsing I think
there were floods there was violence words to God there was something I'll be calm like an organ fading out tired of beating hurry up keep it moving
Wrap those feathers like a blanket over me, throw my bones into the belly of the deep. Whisper through my walkie talkie: "I am ready." But I was not
These broken arms won't hold you down These ruptured lungs won't make a sound These syllables won't bring you back, Won't stitch the holes, no bones intact
I will not grow tired of crayon stars and fire the sunlight has punctured tiny holes of life I closed my eyes I held my breath I prayed for light and
am I made of plastic? am I made of sand? am I made of pieces of a broken hand? am I beautiful or worthless? like there ever was a difference I will paint
all my friends are skeletons dulcimers and chariots prayers to God, oh prayers to God hammers for our hollowed heads oh you had such big, big plans swallowed
I dreamt you were a monster with fiery, fiery eyes I dreamt the sun was burning but you just kept on staring I was afraid of what would happen if God
Hold me like a child In your warm, warm arms Whisper parables Keep me safe from harm Oh my sagging skin Oh my burning skies I will close my eyes I will
