Perihelion days are here
Whale music and poison kitchens
From rainbows to shadows
This is the ripening
In a house of 1,000 rooms
A girl waved her finger to follow
But swaying her translucent dress
I saw the girl was hollow
Candles in the rain
Battles and butchery
Accidental intoxicants
Take your easel to the streets
Find another road
Avoid the body police
It’s a still world but moving mind
We all end up dead meat
I see them in a psychedelic state
But there’s no love
I met them in an overcrowded place
But it’s no home
Perihelion days are here
As the hours fill with nevers
This is the ripening
Fake flowers last forever
Jul 3, 2012
Jul 3, 2012 at 3:39 PM UTC
Perihelion days are here
Whale music and poison kitchens
From rainbows to shadows
This is the ripening
In a house of 1,000 rooms
A girl waved her finger to follow
But swaying her translucent dress
I saw the girl was hollow
Candles in the rain
Battles and butchery
Accidental intoxicants
Take your easel to the streets
Find another road
Avoid the body police
It’s a still world but moving mind
We all end up dead meat
I see them in a psychedelic state
But there’s no love
I met them in an overcrowded place
But it’s no home
Perihelion days are here
As the hours fill with nevers
This is the ripening
Fake flowers last forever
