Father said that this world isn't for me
I tried to pray for a new reality
"So, come to me we can change night into day."
A tied up moth seemed to know a different way
DON'T REMEMBER IT
DON'T RETURN TO IT
Oh,
Father tore out the umbilical cord
There's nothing left in the bottle keeping me scored
We'll abandon the scenery in the
(DON'T REMEMBER IT
DON'T RETURN TO IT)
Rear-view mirror
A petty line of white noise
Pack up your bags and throw out the toys
Three strikes, and "Honey, I'm home!"
Three voices come from the gramophone
A vivisection of me
yielded the start of a mystery
Say "Hello! Honey, I'm home!"
Three voices come from the gramophone
God returned with the moth chained to his hand
"There's so many things that you'll never understand…
So come to me, we can change night into day.
You'll hold my hand so you'll never go astray."
God devoured that of father
A spider preaching with poison on its lips
"To get out of here is to promise me a kiss"
The abandonment of scenery in the
Mind of Mother
DON'T REMEMBER IT
DON'T RETURN TO IT
So, with advice of the dead
and a halo over my head
At last "Honey I'm home!"
Three voices come all alone
A vivisection of me
done by God for all to see
Say "Hello! Honey, I'm home!"
Three voices come all alone
A vivisection of me
done by God for all to see
A vivisection of me
done by God for all to see
