We'll paint the gates gold
As the fallacies will grow old
A minor misconception
Of what once was a wise man's home
A place where the heartless can stay cold
In a town where scoundrels can be sold
In a village that preys for evil

And this is really a false attempt

More water, more rum, the way the flood is born
Piss-poor and bound to drown outside our door
You found out the neighbors' pace to stay away
Cut feet and screams from a shattered vase
Curses spill from a father quill disappear
You say the snow tastes just like the water here<

And the winter was cold
When i caught her saving race
With the truth that you sold
A mast of a man
Making casts of his puppets

And you made her the queen
But a slave to the silence of lost chivalry
You were the match that he struck
With no flame there to turn to

The robots in the barn
Are more than just clockwork
I know because i let them in
From outer space
Comes a different race
From where the bad parts all depend
And that's okay

I found another cure for an old fool
It's nothing more than a second wind
But in the

You found your god and asked him for a drink (asked him for a drink)
And while you were touching up, the creative slipped you arsenic
We were both seeds before the soil (and above the earth)
We were both steam before the boil
We were deaf before the screams (we were both deaf bef

I am a child who doesn't dream
Kept awake at night because my cradle creeks
And stirs to life
The creatures underneath

They will devour me before i devour them
Their appetite is quite a thirst
It's quietly rehearsed
I'll cut you out of this design
Turn you into

It's time I put this elementary side of me to bed
For my will has been marked, shared, and read
But you can bury my whole body
But leave my right hand to me
Whoever wrote this confession down
As delayed as it maybe

This mirror is more than chrome
Soon enough you'll

Nothing stirs in a fire besides your right to burn ....
We all have certain desires when will we ever learn....
My air has kept them in, thin lines so thin...
My air has kept them in, thin lines so thin....
I could spend my days caged and never chew through wire....
I have br

Wet shoes, wet socks, cold feet are dripping
Sweetly on the carpet
The wary bear's skin of my poaching father's business trip
Homicide in the kodiak mountains in mid-july

And i am still what we used to be
And what we are is a shirttail caught in the barbs of a fence
Of

I hope the next time she raises her hand
It's too say hello instead
Of turning the color of snow from white to red
From white to red

I'm sorry her breath was foul
From the drink that made her this hollow
She forgot the love a mother should show her child
That's when

We sat alone in the back of the house
Don't talk, don't speak of anything at all
I can't recall the words i've heard
But it sounds absurd
And it's more than i can take

We're all dying slow
I've felt a fever
I just want you to know

It's harder to cope
With