Palace Music - Disorder lyrics

It's Lisa, or Laura, I know not her real name Which is probably pretty or something the same With her I spoke under, and lived under fed Without her I hang now, without her instead We die many times, and each new infancy Is a surprise ; that I have the tendencey To look over when it suits me, and decry when not When I am sailing, or when things go well Where this vision of d**h comes, she always leaves And I bury my head in my billowy sleeves To marvel at how I must face my own fate Or deny it, more likely, until it's too late When I could have kept on at her, with her, inside of her Instead of letting her weakness successfully hide her Her weakness and mine, the d**h of us both I was more violent, and she was more loath To see in me a promise of what I could give And I to see in her a reason to live Which was past just a symbol of woman and luck That I would never be lacking for something to f** And one to f** over when things would decide That it was once again time to go for a ride We felt we must seize the weather, and never the whim To be led by the other and not the within