His undulating tragedy
I mean maybe I could turn you on
[Verse 2:]
By design you are the fire
Chewing through the lumber
Never would the wood be good
Enough to sate your hunger
Now I sleep adrift this shiftless vessel
I’ll never keep the ghost inside the gristle
Is my I am my opiate? [Chorus]
Now I feel the same
This belly aches with vacancy
And aren’t we one among the wave? [Chorus:]
Now I feel the same
This belly aches with vacancy
And aren’t we one among the wave? His undulating tragedy
I mean maybe I could turn you on [Verse 1:]
I defy the stars above to bash our milky heads in
Throw themselves against the wind
Then pick apart the heavens
When I awoke
I was in forever
When wind felled the oak
The saws all failed to sever
Is my I am myopia?