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I loved a triple spiral |
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My maiden mother crow |
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I folded my devotion |
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To an origami rose |
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Stood at her |
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Tiffany window |
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She said to look below |
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Could I see the town was burning? |
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Could I see the broken prison? |
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Could I see that it was time |
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For me to go? |
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They looted the museum |
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Took all that they could hold |
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A motorcade of flatbed trucks |
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Made off with quite a haul |
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And that's when |
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I heard someone shout |
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In with the new, out with the old |
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A dusty box of letters, a rusty suit of armor |
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A casket made of 14 carat gold |
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That's the problem |
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No sense of time |
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She changes like an hourglass |
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They're playing on her side |
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I loved you, triple spiral |
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Father, Son, and |
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GhostBut you left me in my darkest hour |
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When I needed you, when |
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I needed you |
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Now that the dream is over |
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I want it to be known |
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I never saw you coming |
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From my little human prism |
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How sad it is to know |
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I'm in control |
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Oh, that's the problem |
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An empty sky |
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I fill it up with everything |
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That's missing from my life |
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Oh, where'd you come from |
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You faded sign? |
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Spinning through the centuries |
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Expanding all the time |
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Three worlds at once that blend together |
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Three times |
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I cried for us but |
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I felt better then |
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I loved you triple spiral |
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My maiden mother crow |
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You found me in this fallow state |
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My mind was off and stowed |
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I heard your strange commotion |
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And wished |
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I could go home |
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To live a little longer |
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A full Indian summer |
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Long enough to carve you into stone |
