Darling, my darling, look at my waving antennae My barbed jaw and hard red pincers, the stripes running down my spine Darling, my darling, watch me
A smashed windshield, the dust on a pickup truck Shine with silver secrets in the Albuquerque sun The light makes jewels of pawn shops and drive-thru
Like the thorn bush twines against the chain link fence Like the spider spins its rings between the trees And the lonely sycamore bends to the breeze
I swear I heard a bird high in the chestnut trees The sun was so bright, that bird I couldn?t see No matter where I stood I couldn?t see beak or wing
When we were together I lay in your river As the fish swam through my hands Raindrops and roses fell from the heavens Just to brush against your skin
Oh, you little sparrows on a swaying branch Singing to the cars up on the overpass When you fly away from here take me with you when you go A herd of
Up on the drawbridge when we stood in the wind My car left running, the doors wide open The wind spread ripples along the river waves Your hands in my
for days Because the green buds are swelling And June Bugs are crawling the yard Hawk moths are sipping the night-blooming rose A honey as sweet as the moon
Love is like a white moth sipping tears from sleeping birds An asteroid in flames tumbling to Earth Raindrops sliding down the stems of orange leaves
My heart is a beating compass pointing to the pole The great expanse of stillness, the true magnetic north I know the sky blue longing of a cloud of
Give me a swamp, a deep dark bog Where I can lose my way in pools of slippery mud Give me cold, cold rain; a cloud of stinging bugs Deadly nightshade
a swarm of bees I knelt down at her feet Such spirals spread for miles through the bending leaves And she took me to her arms in that cloud of honey bees
know the score, You think I wanna wind up another palace whore? I got the dud sendin' me letters and babblin' a?bout the moon, I really do think his
