so he crawled from under a rock someplace and found his was less than human
then someone gave him a mirror so he disguised himself as a real man
and he roams the streets and he runs the state and he goes to school with your children
pull the ghost from his mouth but the rose won't come out 'til we chew our way back in again
and whoever i was wasn't ever enough and whoever you are you can't look like him.
so speak and we'll say nothing then ache for his decay
as your tongue bleeds, no words, just these will fall there where we used to play
there's more to this than science and so i calculate...
latchkey down when he unlocked me,
sticky
fingered
prince.
was less and more than a savior
savor this...
(i think we have japanese toys)
all wrapped in napalm, he comes thru
burned out and broken then brand new
dust to us, as he must, screaming, naked, on the vine
i decay then fade away and he asks me: "are you kind?"
and the mind grew dim
and the pine needles cursed
because the sky explodes
when you fold the universe.
so she found that he was empty
and he found that she was cursed
and they loved but were not happy
then they died, but was was worst
was the way she never knew him
and the breath of time that gasped
like the desperate echo
of a galaxies last laugh.
they were all that anybody ever wanted to become
but the light that made them empty
put a bullet thru the sun.
he was cursing to the sky,
it was lying on the floor
with a ribbon, and a wrapper,
and a tick-tock at the door
then a parakeet nodded and the wind took a bow
and she said put on the slippers but
he'd forgotten how
so by the light that made him empty and the fire on the bill
they walked across creation to the devil's bar and grill
where she ordered him a drink from the tender of the bar
who was wrapped like a cocoon in a cellophane jar
and she prayed for his salvation while the pine needles cursed
because the sky explodes
when you fold the universe.