Pigeon on a railing looking down at the river River that flows where there used to be sea So long ago nobody remembers Just these shells you dig up where there used to be trees After every conversation with someone I want to know It's like I didn't take enough of them or leave enough of me I'm just too hungry Sun goes off the water, there's a ring around the moon All-embracing darkness will be taking over soon There's a cloud of witness in the houses, hills and pa**ing cars The cameras, cops and voyeurs who all want to be pop stars There's a kink in my dick that started when my baby said goodbye
Still I thank her now for reminding me how I always loved the sky I'm an air sign after all Respect, okay, but that's a basic human right Everybody gets that until they prove they're not entitled I want something more from you and I don't mean casual s** That never really worked for me, maybe in my next life A water-logged sponge is how the mirror paints my face A troll under that pigeon's bridge curled in his hiding place I jam my hat hard on my head to hold that monster down Just can't shake the feeling you and I could once be found In the same skin In the same skin