If I asked you to, would you tell me your name?
You could fill me with tales of a world without shame...
Where lies have no place, and tears make no sound...
The bones of my spirit are lying on the ground
And there's a kiss...a kiss in the rain
If I sang to you, would you come lie down?
In a sea of the infinite, we'll let ourselves drown
And a procreation of a religion will begin
In a temple of soul-black hair, amphetamine-white skin
And my God wears a gossamer gown
Everything's been fake for way too long
Whatever it takes to keep this world in a box spinning on
On and on...
If I screamed at you, you still wouldn't understand
A lone daffodil turns to blood in my hand
It's a raging tempest on a razorblade sea
And your voice is a wave crashing in on me
And God! I miss dry land
Everything's been fake for way too long
Whatever it takes to keep this world in a box spinning on
On and on...
On and on...
If I begged you to, could you leave me be?
Could you let me die, wrapped in a memory...
Of what once was, but what you could never see?
Now poetry pours from a crack in the wall
And music slides out from a doorway in the hall
And the bound moon cries because he's free
Everything's been fake for way too long
Whatever it takes to keep this world in a box spinning on
On and on...
On and on...
If I asked you to, would you tell me your name?
Then when I beg you to, will you leave me be?