Oh how could you read
into merest hellos
some icy omen?
how?
Why would you unwind
that silk suit back to
the worm it spun from?
why?
What you want with him?
he's cold; when you touch
grinding gears ring out.
What is it?
take it as a sign, Lord, take it as a sign...
what gives?
take it as a sign, Lord, take it as a sign...
take it as a sign, Lord...
Where is my seeing eye shrink,
who blows his nose in the blueprints?
The bottled water's all
locked in the garage;
outside, a mirage
no one is safe from...
I'm shaking
take it as a sign, Lord
I'm shaking
take it as a sign
all over
soon things will be clarified
all over
soon things will be brought to light...
The marketplace ashamed,
you incur its flaccid wrath
What part of the game is that?
Have our better halves rounded down?
The colors all washed out,
into ground down
windshield glass,
flaring on curbsides?
What part of the game is that?
What is it?
Take it as a sign, Lord...
What gives?
take it as a sign, Lord...
Things will be clarified, Lord...