Eclipsical

She sleeps with the planets.
I know because I've seen it.
I sleep next to science, wishing it were her.
We were once a product of conservative America
She slept around, then left this town and went looking for her sign.
She flirts with the moons, and lets them think they have her
My cheeks a rosy-red I try to make her laugh but,
When she was young she saw a film,
Then packed her bags and marked a date
The time has come, 2001, she's on her own space odyssey.

I'm no cosmonaut, so I tie an anchor to a woman.
Watch her chew through bone to set herself free.

She's not equipped for black holes
and I just want her in my arms.
I'm not equipped for long-term.

She's been here, I smell her, she's like the wind before the rain.
Naked, she'd tell me only stars know what she's really thinking.
She was in the arms of Jupiter.
I'll give back his moons in trade for her.
All beat and scarred, he swears the stars have taken her from me.

I tie an anchor to a woman.
Watch her chew through bone to set herself free.
She's not equipped for black holes
and I just want her in my arms.
I'm not quite equipped for long-term
And I just want...

I found my old sketches
Of flying facts, brown paper wings, and fire.
She slipped out the back door and left me,
So I learned to fly.

Light years fly by in search for you,
My skin dries up my sight goes too.
All the space fuckers I should leave it alone.
Milky way traveler, he's seen it all.
He left Earth long ago to find a love of his own.
The lonely star juggler can never go home.

Um no, cause men ought...

I don't know anymore.
There's little mean bugs in my veins.
Can I stick to you, my love?
'Cause I'll stick to anyone.
I'm in love with everyone.
Bugs humming space hymns in my ears.
I wake up stuck to someone.
I wake up in other years...

Does anyone believe in time?
And do you feel the years slip by? 'Cause I do.
Does anyone believe in age?
And do you see my skin drip off?'Cause I do.
Does anyone believe in love?
'Cause I've been face to face with her and I don't.
Does anyone believe in God?
And do you feel the flames of Hell?'Cause I do.
Or maybe I don't at all.
It's really fucking hot in here...

So I sit
In the streams of time and wait.
And I try
To convince myself that I am not to blame.
And she swims with,
And sleeps in every moon jelly she sees.
Such is life.
Such is me.

I'm asleep all the God damn time.
And I can't believe that any of this is real.
It's inevitable.
This is all in my head.
(Thanks to overindulgence)
My mind is now melting and moving
And stretching and teething.