BEAUTIFUL THINGS

Washing your hands in oil

Repelling, windows ajar

Markings adorned in iron

It’s telling, aren’t you bizarre?

I'd stare at you

Not a moment too soon

fade away, fade away, dear mommy

fade away, fade away, fade away

Hey, you, weren’t you here before?

Are you staring at the door

Paved by machine guns?

Awake in a day dream

Forsaken beautiful things

All in unison, singing

“I’m sick of waiting

For the walls to bury me away”

Don’t you dare hold a candle above my engine

Waste away, waste away, you wake up

Homing down, don’t hold me down

Could you taste my shame?

Count the lapse away