Dueling cyclones jackknife
They got eyes for your wife and the blood that lives in her heart

Cast myself towards infinity
Trust me, I had my reasons
Had a dress for every season, it was worth it
Pulled into town relatively free of hassle

Secured a room at the castle, it paid for itself
Checked out my surroundings, headed down to Thornton Park
Find your way
Discover that things are dark

Shadowy figures babbling on about typical rural shit
I wave bye to them in a modern way
And increase my stay at the dock of the bay

Quiet, Ruby, someone's coming
Approach with stealth
Oh, it's just your precious American underground
And it is born of wealth

With not a writer in the lot
Sapphires vie for your attention
Cheap dancers they mean well in their way
But Priest says
"Please, I can't stand my knees
And I can't bear her raven tresses
Caught up in the breeze like that"

Blessed doctor, do your worst
Cut me open, remove this thirst
Hidden, but near
A series of visions, I won't repeat them here
I won't repeat them here

Typical me, typical me
I gave my cargo to the sea
I gave the water what it always wanted to be

Look to the west
"Ah, look, it's no contest"
Proud Mary said as she lit the fuse
"I wanted you, I wanted your blues"
Your blues

"All good things must come to an end
The bad ones just go on forever"
Isn't that what I just said?

It is now and it is never
It is now and it is never
It is now and it is never
It is now and it is never

Don't worry about her
She's been known to appreciate the elegance of an empty room
Look, I made you this broom
A predicate warning to the sun
"This night advances on"

The sketchy crowd shows me drawings, they're alright
An alternately dim and frightful waste
Now come on honey let's go outside
You disrupt the world's disorder just by virtue of your grace, you know
I didn't want to go, but leave I must
As gratifying as this dust was

Please don't wake me from this, my golden slumber
I am proud to be a part of this number

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing, SC PUBLISHING DBA SECRETLY CANADIAN PUB., Songtrust Ave
Writer(s): Daniel Bejar