Looter's Follies

you can huff

you can puff

but you'll never destroy that stuff

finally i see why

i suppose

kids you better change your feathers

cause you'll never fly with those things

in these nights

the boys sing "hello, emptiness

i heard you're alright

i heard you're alright

i've heard of you"

a body aching

fragile and pale

dark valleys

house its trail

why can't you see?

that a life in art

and a life of mimicry

it's the same thing

the room was crowded

and though you couldn't care less about it

that much was true

that much

another version of this miniature rome

to set fire to

why did we stop fucking around you

girls like gazelles

graze boys wearing bells

blaze new trails in sound

i looked up

i looked around

a famous toronto painter shot me down

oh i've busted my ass on these streets too long, he said

i set fire to the bed

and tore his gown

felt some mercurial presence

hitherto unknown

it was the sun

it was a stone falling through blank space

it was that jewel-encrusted roan

getting in my face

looked across the way

to the princess rooms

i saw brides and their grooms

heard the sound of bells ringing

cinders look back fondly upon a house on fire

when across an ocean

we go

we row

and we row

and we tire

now step out of the darkness and into the light

yeah it's common knowledge i've been doing alright

no i can't complain

on the east side midwives'

lives go down the drain

all cause our babies are dying

i lifted the veil to see

nature's trickery

revealed as pure shit

from which nothing ever rose

because nothing ever could

i swear somewhere the truth lies within this wood

and i swear looter's follies has never sounded so good

and win or lose, what's the difference?