a couple keys in my pocket
maybe one turns the power
on the drive wheel in my mind
oh stain
oh brain
it’s the land of a thousand dances in my soul and you are
standing still
mouse looks for cheese in the dark
and finds the trap in my car
i set for beggars in the night
oh brain
oh stain
it’s a tidal wave of danger in the trunk of your slowly
falling skirt
hands scramble to entertain
nothing to grip in reach
the shifter is missing, so lost
oh stain
oh brain
it’s a lifetime of winters inside the neon pink cascading
from your palace
and i don’t even want to know why
and she don’t even feel the cry
of all the hounds that prowl the woods tonight
oh brain
oh stain
i think i’ll just lie down with love
or something else we could dream of
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