Rabbit and Malone
Were drunk in a boat
With eyes made of coals
And Madelaine
She sang like a stone
'I'd rather stay here at home'
Driving in the sea
That brings you close to me
I'll hold your head down to a shell
Where everything is small
Alice called with her filthy rainbows
But she won't say what she knows
For you I'm falling alive
But I won't break my bones
Heaven's head is hollow
Her hair all drunk with sorrows
She holds her head down in a bowl
Of crawling stars
All I knew was the guns far below
And the sun shining in
And I never believed anything
Though the night was filled with eyes
Dancing in the ruin
Sometimes you're almost human
Please hold my head down to the stones
Till I am small

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