you're just well trained
you say what I want you to say
just what I want you to say everytime
but it's all lies

there is no darkness
wrapped around the edge of my grave
and this car has not yet
plunged into the sea

through the brilliant
crystalline bubbles
that make
up the waves

to dry out upon the tide of stainless steel blood
I know I'd fly from the highway
into the canals that all flow from country roads
and glowing golden fields of grain
that blind my eyes so I stumble
won't you cling to me as we fall?

The engine's roaring
and the captain has gone

lost
at
sea

(won't you cling to me as we fall?
an albatross
soaring on spent wings.
we tucked our bodies into the ground
and let the moon sing
until we were found.
and our bleached bones
they made our crowns.
they made
our
crowns)