When I give you the backlight You stop, stumble, starryblind I push on beyond the blurred lines Hoping that these mirrors are spinning lies When you ask me if I have the heart I stop and stare and flick the dart The demons rolling down the road Those angels only look the part The heat is breaking my skin My seared eyes, I’m living in Oh daddy, help me survive Help me, my breath is caving in
The Grand Desert Calypso
He holds my arm back From a strong sprint The prancing gaslights His berry-eyed glint The saints of Arcadia A candid serenity Don't talk back, boy Are you my enemy? So from whom do I run On the Grand Desert Calypso? The tumbleweeds ceased their cries, and the drink chills the hows, the whos, the whys