In the heat of composition   a faded scarf cares for me   a booming bell drags along   I hang on to a nail   unfamiliar pools of glass   I'm hung on the splinters   of your backyard fence.      My rationale is black   my rationale is blue   the silver tongue has struck again   my rationale is black and blue      Merry-go-round, merry-go-round   it's three past nine just outside   the bedroom door   magnificent darkness blinds   my eyes again      Twisted and torn   like all of your hearts   I'm overwhelmed by insight   Seven deadly sins tonite   Seven deadly sins tonite      Tonite the sand and sea   no longer meet   a bad good-bye should solve it all   molten melody   the solitude of art,   the solitude of art and mind      Twisted and torn like   all of your hearts   I'm overwhelmed by insight   Seven deadly sins tonite   Seven deadly sins tonite