Drastic Measures

I should go to drastic measures

Steal enormous works of art

Write a piece for eighteen violins

It's no march

But it's a start

Rub their eyes and wake, distracted

Frantically they fill their days

Please say I will never be like that

Safe

Politely dazed

Politely cra-azy

Don't you want my love?

It's a cloud, it's a broken boat

But it might make you laugh a bit

Easier

I'm like trees in the midnight parks

Oozing danger, igniting sparks

We've been left by the viaducts

With the last flame of the universe

I never held a truer notion

Then when my dear I held your hand

May your shadow always follow you

Through

Our get-away plan

Out master pla-an

Don't you want my love?

It's a cloud, it's a broken boat

But it might make you laugh a bit

Easier

I'm like the trees and the midnight parks

Oozing danger, igniting sparks

We've been left by the viaducts

With the last flame of the universe

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh

Cra-azy

Don't you want my love?

It's a cloud, it's a broken boat

But it might make you laugh a bit

Easier

I'm like the trees in the midnight parks

Oozing danger, igniting sparks

We've been left by the viaducts

With the last flame of the universe

Oh, don't you want my love?

It's a cloud, it's a broken boat

But it might make you laugh a bit

Easier

I'm like the trees in the midnight parks

Throwing tantrums, igniting sparks

We've been left by the viaducts

With the last flame of the universe

S. Slean