Two headed boy
all floating in glass
the sun it is passed
and now it's blacker than black
I can hear as you tap on your jar.
I am listening to hear where you are
I am listening to hear where you are
Two headed boy
put on Sunday shoes
and dance
round the room
to accordion keys
with a needle that sings in your heart.
Catching signals that sound in the dark
Catching signals that sound in the dark,
we will take off our clothes and they'll be
placing fingers through the notches in your spine
and when all is breaking everything
that you could keep inside
now your eyes ain't moving out
they just lay there in their clime
Two headed boy
with pulleys and weights
creating a radio play
just for two
in the parlor with a moon across her face.
Through the music he sweetly displays
silver speakers that sparkle all day
made for his lover
who's floating and choking with
her hands across her face.
And in the dark we will take off our clothes
and they'll be placing
fingers through the notched in your spine
and when all is breaking everything
that you could keep inside
now your eyes ain't moving out
they just lay there in their clime
Two headed boy
there's no reason to grieve
The world that you need
is wrapped in gold silver sleeves
left beneath Christmas trees
in the snow
I will take you and leave you alone
watching spirals of white softly flow
over your eyelid and all you did
will wait until the point when you let go
~humming~