I wept to see
And spilled away
I'd hoped to grow some love that day
But then to feel my fingers dead
I had to grow with just my head
An ocean hums
On moaning waves
Inside the purple cardboard veins
Of a sad man dripping milk down a drain
Beneath some concrete piles
I meet the green of a smile
And he's bubbling inside with a stomach of fire
Sings "deja vu I'll make you beautiful"
And sells whales to girls
Who skin themselves every morning
I saw a ribcage filled with garbage
Underneath a concretе forest
Asphalt's endless
Signs with quеstions
That chat with ghosts inside car engines
My lovely sin is bubbling
While shell crash waves from out a gun
A little light shut clamp
And after all what I should need
Is just some sleep