There's no light
in my eyes
Though there are lights in the sky
There's no love for me on this train
There's no cocaine in this cocaine
There's no diving,
no bombing,
and no heavy betting
No moon for the crooning,
no sun for the setting No road to the past,
no ever forgetting your fate
No canvases or piss salesmen or dogs No wind in the willows,
no phone in the box
No hair on the pillow cascading and framing your face
But there is a picture Lost in ether
Chilled to corruption By the binary oceans of you and I
Kissing,
fizzing,
and hoping before the lines slide
There is a picture There is a picture
Grasping dignity's final thread I hold my body from your bed
Follow echo down the hall
Slowly closing hotel door
You're a pitiless millstone,
impossible check You're the lord to the shore and the rocks
and the wreck You're slender and elegant,
foot on the neck
And I love you
You're a thickling to the room or a kiss on
the wind You're a smoke and a dance and a kick in the
shins And we had the answers, but you pulled the
wings off of anything
But there is a picture
Lost in ether Chilled to corruption
By the binary oceans of you and I Kissing,
fizzing,
and hoping before the lines
slide There is a picture
One moment electric There is a picture
Lost in
ether
Chilled to corruption
By the binary oceans of you and I Kissing,
fizzing,
and hoping before the lines
slide There is a picture
There is a picture