Innocence.
Sunk the glow and drowned in covers,
send for all your absent lovers things.
Sheepish Wolves.
Looking lived in eating buttons,
Wink, just don't put your teeth on me.
{Intro Riff}
Accidents.
Let the evening in the backdoor,
filled the room ceiling to the floor.
Beat backbones.
Grazed the poem and made it strange,
I wasn't born to be a skeleton.
grab your hat and fetch a camera. {Repeat 2x}
Jealous orchard.
The sky is falling off the ceiling
while I'm tucking fibs into a cookie jar.
Reverie.
It's useless searching in the cupboards
when everything you have is on your back.