You turn on a spindle
You're so much looser now, but you're not explaining how
You gained such new repose
I touch the clasp of your locket, with its picture held,
Some secret you wouldn't tell
But let it choke your neck
So we imagine a darkness
Where all shapes divide, solids changing into light
With a burst of heat so bright
Well, fine, don't you do
What I want you to
Yeah, don't degrade yourself the way that I do
'Cause you don't depend upon all the shit that I use
To make my moods improve
Near a sea of pianos,
There were waves of chords that crashed against the shore
In one huge and useless roar
And there were girls bringing water
Like a dream they came
To cool the fever of my brain
And soothe my burning throat
And they made me a necklace,
Hanging beads of sweat
On a string of my regrets
And placed it round my neck
And they were singing,
"Yeah, don't you do
What you've wanted to
Yeah, don't destroy yourself like those cowards do
Maybe the sun keeps coming up 'cause it's gotten used to you
And your constant need for proof"
