Dear friend, as you know
Your flowers are all withering
Your mother's gone missing
Your leaves have drifted away
But the clouds are clearing up
And [bad word] reveling
Burning incandescently
Like a [bad word] on the burning sea
But you're just like your father
Buried deep under the water
You're resting on your laurels
And stepping on my toes
Whose side are you on?
What side is this anyways?
Put down your sword and [bad word] lay with me on the ground [bad word] beating like moth's wings
Spastic and violently--
Whipping me into a storm
Shaking me down to the core
But [bad word] away from me
And you've left me shimmering
Like diamond wedding rings
Spinning dizzily down on the ground
But you're just like your father
Buried deep under the water
You're resting on your laurels
And stepping on my toes
Whose side are you on?
What side is this anyways?
Put down your sword and [bad word] lay with me on the ground