The Sound of a Spiral

Phrase, sentence fragments, clauses
And this is, the silence I beg for
Space, a mellow sadness, causes
Absences, affections

I never asked you for this.

Why would I still receive it?
You’re holding it against me.
You’re holding it against me, why?

What choice do I have
When all I have is you?
And just like that
I have nothing to prove.

Oh, whatever will I do
Whatever will I do with you?

Trace, all these changes, in reverse
I make advances, flawless, tasteless
Cobwebs, angels we converse with
On your mattress, in your blankets

I can’t let this happen

Oh, whatever will I do
Whatever will I do without you?

Insecticide

Sentimental songs along the highway.
Pieces of the truth comin’ to light at night.
Love is sure to shine, it’s comin’ my way.
Fountains of the youth, they come alive at night.
Experimental thoughts behind the doorway.
Reminiscing lines we would recite at night.
Like a new novena comin’ your way.
Here I go again, taking your time, one more night.

I’ve got a little bit of respect for an insect!
I’ve been living in a retrospect for you and your boyfriend!

For you and your boy,

Let’s go!

The Flowers of Lapland

I don’t delay, I won’t play you.
I was designed to slay you.
I’m just a slave, I don’t hate you.
I don’t decay, but I won’t save you,
When you decide to see evil when you speak to people,
And you wanna hide.

Speak of the devil.

I’ve figured everything out.
I don’t know anything now.
I’ve figured everything out.
I’ve figured everything now.

I’m just a slave, and I wanna see lights,
But they look the same to the figurine eye.
They’re like the vignettes to the afterlife.
I’m just a slave to you,
And I can’t save you,
When you decide to see evil when you speak to people,
And you wanna hide,

When you speak of the devil.

Snowball & Napoleon

It’s not my fault she’s mad, it’s not my fault

She is like that.

It’s not my fault; I just don’t see
It’s not just the girl; it’s not her, it’s me
It’s not my fault she’s mad

She’s still so lovely.

If somebody was out to get you
Would you be out there, too?
‘Cause somebody’s out to get me, baby
I just wanna get to you

‘Cause I’ve been giving it everything I have
I’ve been giving it everything I know how
I’ve been giving it my all, giving it my all, but

I’ve been giving it everything
I’ve been giving it everything I have

The Song With the Oooh

These doubts, they encircle my vision,
And I don’t see why, all I see is black and white.
In these clouds, all I see’s apparitions
Of a silver sky in the darkest days and nights.

Why can’t you smile like you mean it?
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen it,
And it could mean anything, but please don’t tell me
That I would not like you,
Because I like you.

Smile like you mean it.
Smile like you mean it,
And even in the silver silence
And even in your deepest secrets,
And even when you’re busy sleeping,
Smile like you mean it.

Oooh!