(verses only)

i'm shook now, shook, look at my eyes i poked 'em
you gave me the key, gave me the map
don't know which way that i'm going
i shoulda been tested more frequently cause there's a lump in my chest and it's growing
on the outside, but on the in... most of my seeds were sewing

all of the stitches together the strips of a flag but a cold wind is blowing
the fabric is ripping, nylon is dripping, below--the embers are glowing

the moon is full, a man is winking, and atlas's bough is golden
the tune is cold, the lock is picked, and outside it is snowing

they're burning the blankets to flirt with the warmth and tickle the flames, they're orange
i'm under your eyes and braking the lights, this shattering view is too gorgeous
i'm not worthy, nor am i fit... to touch your hem with this whore's lips
she's sipping her coffee the moment she taught me the meaning of jesus's torn fist
that's when she stopped me and told me to copy the dreaming of those who were born rich

i'm chasing lions, catching squid, and cleaning a swordfish

i'm cupping foam, my nails are green, thumbs harbor the scent of sage
we'll leave nothing alone we sail through dreams she's bending the bars of our cage

the child is sleeping now, reality tangled between her fingers
the child is dreaming now, we devour seeds, sea horses and lions linger

turn table navel fuzzy like a stable filled with angels
dip a ladle in a pale labeled fable ale
sail staples cross the axis, of an accidental boat
hope choking on the floss that slid it's way inside your throat

a juxie stumbled in stole the slugs from out your chest
fumbled rocks, juggled pins then he aced the AIDS test
his fades fresh, ears sittin just underneath the jaw line
the gear remains blessed, dew rags and new kicks i got mine

stop signs laugh at your ego, litigation
and the thought line drags it's belly cross the pavement
derailed locomotives steamed powered plus combustion
these nails poke her motives green sour dust emotions

it was the greed, it wore a hole in my breast pocket
her lips took the lead, my feet commenced the walkin
her eyes play the victim, her hands do all the talkin
her spine was laced with riddles and a bullet and a locket