12th

12th - Legendary Pink Dots

Black marble seals the pit

And I can see my face in it

Now pose beside the flame that lasts forever

So fetching in your autumn dress

Just raise the hem a little less

Be dignified

This is a somber moment

Upon the count of three

Sail pale confetti on the breeze

Each flake of pastel paper

Has a name on not forgotten

And I'd like to pin the blame on nameless faces

Covered rotten

Limb for limb

And through the knees

God I wish that they were millipedes

A hypodermic mercy won't appease me

This one's for Guy Schlesinger

A jovial young messenger

Who tripped and nearly kissed a girl

Then spilled the sequel drenched in detail

They're still searching

I know he died a virgin

Mary treat him well

For deep inside the prince of dreams still sleeps

This one makes me weep

Clover leaf that's red but ripped

Still I hear him whisper

Best to live and let live

Let live

By whose grace do we stand here now

Granted this extension

Did you just forget to mention both our names

And by what name should we bid you

When you hide and whisper riddles

From the blind side to your deaf ear

We are screaming leave us be

Let live