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