Cavalettas (Album Version)

> A salty ring of night fatigue When I get the sweats From you listening Primordial cymatics Giving birth into reverse Serrated mare ephemera Undo her mother's curse So if you Break me a mirror Hang the broken pieces Of a place That isn't here Don't hide that guilty smile Condolences Won't go away The coins you bring Left footprints Blind thirst And braille liquor My bed is stained With fractures Year after vitiated year Four corners You are touching They will liberate My need Bite marks In the menagerie With infidelic teeth Is there something Out there Waiting to take hold When the whore Won't answer Who is in control And the names you planted Drop the seed into a hole If you force me often I might jump off the board And the names you planted Drop the seed into a hole If you force me often I might jump off the board I am a deaf con of angora goats Warning you all who pass this mote It's only a matter of folding Time and space Before I become your epidemic Is this your first time at my conventicle You better not talk If you came here for semantics It's only a matter of folding time and space Before I become your epidemic Don't ignore my presence Hidden reads the scroll By the time I asked her The earth fell off the tongue What once was laughter Corrosive, I became What once was laughter Corrosive, I became Where a scarlet Bruise grows Sprout the fault we own I am a deaf con of angora goats Warning you all who pass this mote It's only a matter of folding Time and space Before I become your epidemic Is this your first time at my conventicle You better not talk If you came here for semantics It's only a matter of folding time and space Before I become your epidemic Don't hide Your guilty fright Condolences won't go away You've got that guilty smile That culminates in bedlam Please don't hide Your guilty fright Condolences won't go away You've got that guilty smile That culminates in bedlam Don't hide Your guilty fright Condolences won't go away You've got that guilty smile That culminates in bedlam Don't hide Your guilty fright Condolences won't go away You've got that guilty smile That culminates in bedlam Don't hide Your guilty fright Condolences won't go away You've got that guilty smile That culminates in bedlam I am a deaf con of angora goats Warning you all who pass this mote It's only a matter of folding Time and space Before I become your epidemic Is this your first time at this conventicle You better not talk If you came here for semantics It's only a matter of folding time and space Before I become your epidemic