Okkervil River - Black Sheep Boy, Pt4 lyrics

Bleeding black sheep boy Mirror in pieces Turn the receiver Trace the police station Lying to my number And number my reasons For this paranoia and these accusations Each night that the numbers paired off like lovers collided together, so I can't remember my name or my nation. Bathe black sheep boy Go back beyond the pasture You cracked out my head And in your battered mustang, in the back seat will be your bed. Burning black sheep boy Dark denim phantom Face full of flames, ears full of cheers that have fandom I'd slice off the horns the sprung right from those temples I was chased from my bedroom I was chased from my candles by fear of the numbers paired off like lovers Colliding together so I can't remember my face or my station Pacing black sheep boy The floor just wont support you You hover through the room Get in your battered mustang, and the back seat will be your tomb And I rode into Baltimore and I found a hotel room Where I tried to escape you But the phone line wouldn't go through And inside the mirror well I saw you stand there staring out I don't recognize your eyes, your mouth, or any other lines that come flying out Nothing I've heard from you sounds sane or safe, words falling down from the ceiling where the mirror is stealing the light to reveal us both The night that we're both peeling and the black pool of your shadow, you cracked out of my head Go back beyond the pasture or I'll smash your mirror 'till you're dead.