kicked on the playground, five years old
now he is faithful, playful, bold — right?
raced to the lunch line, fifth one on
everyone eats then everyone’s gone — right?
you and your mom, you are beckoning
back of the car and we all pile in
born as a boy he is born in sin
but he grows til he knows he can stand and sing:
blue breath, rosy death — I choose you
See me patiently waiting for you?
They say, «answer the phone for your mom!
she tries never to do any harm to you»
Take my hand and we sneak outside
You are scared though you know it’s rain
A dog is still there barking
Mom never finished parking
A hose that could feed a car -- like the dream that you come from space!
But soon you’ll be waking, day will be breaking
There you cry
Lost in the minimart
Hide in the bathroom with all the lights off
Breaks my heart
to lose it in memory
Craziest devotion, look and you turn to stone
Era of losing skin, showing up late just to make you interested
Walls — leaning on the toilet seat
Making diamonds of dreams that don’t come to me
Sharp — a story with an arc
Toting bottles in the park
And we show up after dark when it’s so late
All I ever really tried to do was to be like the dude that would be with you
But it’s hard
losing all your baby teeth
making jewels of dreams that don’t come to me
Era of Losing Cause — trying to find a place we can gather moss
sssssssigh…
A wish that he could kill with his eyeball
A wish that he could feel with his soul
A wish that he could bleed all over the ground for his friends til he’s done
with it all
The dirt from the hole you are buried
A rose there will grow, as we know
The breath that you take in the nighttime blows from your lips before you can
swallow
Blue breath, rosy death — I choose you
See me facelessly roaring at you?
They say, «answer the phone for your mom!
she tries never to do any harm to you»
Blue breath, rosy death — choose you
Dig deep, you will be here with me too
One less step on the stairs in the dark
I try never to do any harm to you