With a mind that's sick and crazy
Put together like a baby in a fist fight
Here comes an angel flying
Like a moth to a backyard bug-light
One mind two hearts somehow got torn apart and healed
Like a rock tied to a feather
The ocean's parted for the boiling ice cream vendor
The condor circles in the vapor up above
As the worm departs the apple
In the air there is a rumbling
It sends the two hearts tumbling
Into a pool of thick black tar
Sink to the sky and hand like a black star
I miss your poor heart dearly
I wish I never had killed you
The blue birds sing so sweetly