The Bed

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Pocket picking, the streets are lizards in grey velvet
Sheer, near sided; the roads are covered in your essence
No more warmth tonight
All's been done, grew dull before the day
A palace of memories
With windows made of snazzy mirrors
Stands in the corner, your face illuminated like a fish
A jellyfish, teaching basics of life and death

I can't read minds, you know?
Oh, can you leave mine alone? For the time being
All alone for the time being

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh

All my love is safe in the palace of my dreams
There's no photographs only squid men with big apple pies
No lies of yours are here
No more, I'm finally erased

No bats through the nose, little silhouettes are guarded
Bright fish, silver hooks, the smiles of our yesterdays
Are gone, oh, I'm happy to reside in my head
With you out, living here until I fly

I can't read minds, you know?
Oh, can you leave mine alone?