My love is a fever. My love is a fable. My love is jazz licks. Improvised by toddlers. Bold Ulysses by nursery rhyme. And firelight. . My love is a metamorphosis.
Someone's moving 'round inside of me. Someone's setting up shop where I can't see. But I'm fine. But I'm fine. In this melancholy room. . Someone opened up my mouth to speak.
Confused. Ever since I spied you. In the rooms of my mind. Now I can't deny you. . Bleeding and bruised. Like a vagabond in rags. I've walked the streets to your door.
If I'm drowning within your open sea. Save me, save me. If I'm lost within your strange anatomy. Talk to me, talk to me. . If I'm on fire and I'm melting in the heat.
Eyes wide open. To the great train robbery. Of my soul. Impending blindness. . Of the kind that's. Beyond my control. Eyes wide open. To the secret forest.
Are you my daddy?. Are you?. I don't want to cut you up. Drink you from a paper cup. I don't want to spit you out. Or kick you in the shin. I don't want to knock you down.
You are a gardener. You cultivate my soul. You water thirsty vines. That snake along my spine. In case I forget to shiver. You are a carpenter. You build the scaffolding.
Is it because I cannot see you. That you feel so free to steal. My excess baggage. Full of darkness and despair. While I fumble with my locks. You're content to stand and knock.
And if you call my name. Make it clear. And if you call my name. Make it plain. . And if you call my name. Make it evident. I wouldn't miss it. I wouldn't miss it for the world.
Sleep baby Jane. Sleep baby Jane. . Suicide suicide. Katie's talking suicide. Homicide homicide. Mama killed my man. . Turpentine turpentine. Potion for my valentine.