In the heat of composition
a faded scarf cares for me
a booming bell drags along
I hang on to a nail
unfamiliar pools of glass
I'm hung on the splinters
of your backyard fence.
My rationale is black
my rationale is blue
the silver tongue has struck again
my rationale is black and blue
Merry-go-round, merry-go-round
it's three past nine just outside
the bedroom door
magnificent darkness blinds
my eyes again
Twisted and torn
like all of your hearts
I'm overwhelmed by insight
Seven deadly sins tonite
Seven deadly sins tonite
Tonite the sand and sea
no longer meet
a bad good-bye should solve it all
molten melody
the solitude of art,
the solitude of art and mind
Twisted and torn like
all of your hearts
I'm overwhelmed by insight
Seven deadly sins tonite
Seven deadly sins tonite