There's a vision of lovelyness.
And a viceral 'here we go again.'
And the left starts, my worst foor forward.
While the right screams, "you are the worst of men!"
I wish to bury my head in a bed of curls.
Effect a pain in my chest, that is just fine.
While a collection of shivers from your semifore eyes
Is sending arrows from your quiver to this heart of mine.
Leave it in with the bricks.
As easy as breathing.
How did I get tied into a holey row boat on a sea of a thousand blues
As familiar and boundless in all of us true
And it bounds in the blushes that we struggle through.
Leave it in with the bricks.
As easy as breathing it's rapsody,
And suffering so...