Sleep under a phantom moon With the one you love Tell her secrets and her lips will fit you like a glove She’s so picky she can spot the shooting stars from airplanes Amazing how she learned to shatter men like broken window panes Dance with your shadow It’s your last time to shine And if you cannot find your shadow Well my friend just borrow mine Feet are scarred from stepping on the shards of the discarded But it keeps good time and all of its entanglements are honest The air doesn’t smell right ‘ Like whisky and hormones Or all the holy water she would drink if the door closed Memory sorted into different distortions And it’s surely this normalcy ‘ taking its toll on me Only the homeless are free from the scandal So touch the foundation and watch it unravel Spent months with the candle but too dark to use The view from the crucible that was stranded In the center of the place where I lived before When I tried to give a reprieve to the leave But it’s harder to breathe when the wind through the trees Is just breeze and the turnikit turns itself round It’s wound so tight that it might just Snap ‘ Stagger ‘ Fall Stand again and tell the world it’s nice to see how it can spin Thunder ‘ Clap ‘ Twisted grin Catch yourself and watch that bit of clean off your busted chin [I’m so glad that you could see me like this]