My brother comfort in calculators He assigns every number a He that they add up to certainty And he's with the fractions that remain
So I examine these with my eyes And at best, I can trace with my all the way To town where she went an attempt to forget The cracks and the of my face
So Jetsabel cleaned out the for me And she piled the boxes in the Tomorrow she wakes she'll come take them away And will never haunt me again
But it is still hard to with the moon's heavy beams I run to the backyard Just to freeze in my place by the iron gate Too afraid and to advance
Today I through the snow And found a of headstones They were in like the weeks on calendars Where box is a day that you can ever escape
Without pills for your poisonous These memories leak these faucets that weep Hot tears splash the shower floor And I stand in the as if inside a dream
I can see her by the sink From the bathroom mirror she pulls a thermometer And it underneath my tongue She said, You are as as a sheet, you look awful my sweet Lay and wait for the sun
So I stayed in that bed, she brought me And read each from a volume out loud She whispered poetry Her was 'Annabel Lee'
And those words, like these drugs, me But the clocks kept waving their And she not understand Why my would never drop
And although she promised with That she would always be I truth like the sounding sea
I said, My Arienette, oh, how soon you house will never be your home And you will leave in the fall the trees become graves And their lie dead in the grass
Gold and green torture me like the lies I believe so Oh my Jetsabel, look at this that I have made If you want maybe by sometime Put some flowers on my So that I will look in my silent sepulcher
Yeah, that's fine, throw dresses away I don't want anything of For the moon never shines and the stars rise bringing me dreams Haunted by the of those bright eyes