Light The Sky

Don't ever say that I don't treat you

Without enough of astro-voodoo

I drained myself into your jet fuel tank

But it might as well have been a snowbank

Bent over a rusty barrel

Living in this broken vessel

The only chance I have is make it like it's special

Touch you like a pirate, try to make you tremble

Then you slap me with your tiny hands

And kiss me with your lips of sand

It blushes blood, into the bulb

And lights the sky

You're always living in a vacuum

Behave like I am just a costume

Take off for the constellations

Whichever suits your masturbation

In space I'm going to build a station

Beside the one that you vacation on

And when you look across you'll see me staring back and

You'll know that we're watching the same stars tonight

Then you slap me with your tiny hands

And kiss me with your lips of sand

It blushes blood, into the bulb

And lights the sky

Don't poke at my greedy eyes

But in my prison cell I fantasize about just floating sweetly

Down into the space

You call

Your own

And then you slap me with your shaman hands

And kiss me with your lips of sand

It blushes blood, into the bulb

In a photon flood

And lights the sky