These Immortal Souls

Oh, you're a pretty little thing Someone must have been nice to you Oh, walking down the lane Coming back from the catholic school Hey, hey, hey, hey Oh, little fool Are you learning anything in school Maybe you might drop out Maybe travel somewhere

I will have no truck with you I will not venture from this room Or burn myself with fevered light Or wound myself with all that sight will bring I will not sing for you (The urchin rags that once you wore lie scattered on the road and more) The holy

It's all over Before I saw Before I took Too soon to see That there was nothing Left for me She sang low a lullaby Will I really fail at every single thing I try And will the moon eclipse the sun I ate the knife And the knife won There comes a time I

Candle constellations Talking electricity An avalanche of stars Falls on me Our kiss goes supernova A black holes embrace A honey-ink-well-drowning-pool Split the atoms of our trace Oh yeah This is no sad song I swam a slow ocean Rode a thick river K

I could not tell her I had nothing left But those milk tooth pearls And that childs breath The velvets and silks Have all gone amiss They soon walked on by With one gentle kiss We cease to exist Now stronger than rain We stole from above Further down

Hold me close Pin me down Split my lips As I lay on the ground There she stands By the wall Struck by the sun Keeping her shadow tall And I swore That I could not see What she saw In a boy like me Hold me close Spin me round Spill my soul On the cold

You must allow me my significance You must allow me everything I am the man who came I am the hurricane I'm gonna bring the rain I'm gonna bring the rain And so the bells began to ring Give me everything And let it swing I am the King of Kalifornia Y

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Dream me on down Dream me on in To a dark gravity This is no story To be spun or told it's just a sign To a girl shaped hole One eye is Saturn, one is Mars A halo storms around her head A voice so soft it smashes stars (The pieces rain upon my bed) I

The story goes you know every detail Everybody knows the books that I'm in The story goes I've been self-destructive Everybody knows that I'm steeped in sin Everybody knows I've got no sense of humour I'm too morose and too damn peculiar And the weak