I can feel a hot one taking me down For a moment, I could feel the force Veiny to the point of tears And you were holding on to make a point What's the point? I am but a clean man, stable and alone man Make it so I won't have to try The faces always stay the same So I'll face the fact that I'm just fine I said that I'm just fine I remember, head down After you had found out Manna is a hell of a drug I need a little more, I think Because enough is never quite enough What's enough? I took it like a grown man crying on the pavement Hoping you would show your face But I haven't heard a thing you've said In at least a couple hundred days What'd you say? I was in the front seat, shaking it out And I was asking if you felt all right I never want to hear the truth I want to hear your voice is sounding fine My voice is sounding fine I could feel my heartbeat taking me down For a moment I would sleep all right Veiny with a selfish fear To keep me up another restless night Another restless night Your blood was dry, it was sober The feeling of audible cracks And I could tell it was over From the curtains that hung from your neck And I realized that then you were perfect With my teeth ripping out of my head And it looked like a painting I once knew Back when my thoughts were not entirely intact So I prayed for what I thought were angels Ended up being ambulances And the Lord showed me dreams of my daughter She was crying inside your stomach And I felt love again

the sky's not breathing tonight arrangements have been composed don't be shocked if the house purrs and the roof becomes the floor and the air becomes a morgue for the restless the devil's perfume and the bareness of a tomb we'll all be there i am not breathing tonight the last time there i saw the divine was when the house burned and the tables did turn right there where colorado ends the devil's perfume exposed so nothing else could hide exposed so nothing could be seen

i sink into ease into blue breeze into new means into cruel things

sunless (soap suds) sometimes it's great to be sunless (don't wanna be) sometimes it's great to be healthily ashen a livid colorless vivid distraction (at all, at all, at all) smokeless (burning) sometimes it's great to be smokless (i wanna be) sometimes it's great to be over a flame (behind a flame) and over the same somewhat white is somewhat nice timeless (i'm tired) sometimes it's great to be timeless (of living) sometimes it's great to be living between talk (of living between talk) around the clo(ding)ck clueless (foolish) sometimes it's wrong to be clueless (but right) sometimes it's right to be wrong