you're just well trained   you say what I want you to say   just what I want you to say everytime   but it's all lies      there is no darkness    wrapped around the edge of my grave   and this car has not yet   plunged into the sea      through the brilliant    crystalline bubbles   that make   up the waves      to dry out upon the tide of stainless steel blood   I know I'd fly from the highway   into the canals that all flow from country roads   and glowing golden fields of grain   that blind my eyes so I stumble   won't you cling to me as we fall?      The engine's roaring   and the captain has gone      lost   at   sea      (won't you cling to me as we fall?   an albatross   soaring on spent wings.   we tucked our bodies into the ground   and let the moon sing   until we were found.   and our bleached bones   they made our crowns.   they made    our    crowns)