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 cure 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, 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.