[Verse 1] The mall's old perfume sign still blinks above the floor The fountain clears its throat and quits, it never gives us more You wrinkle up your nose, the mannequins have lost their heads They're selling want to empty shops, the tenants are all dead That fountain's spent fifteen years about to come, then stops You laugh so hard your paper cup goes bouncing through the shops I bring a candle and a motherboard, you hold the light That empty counter has me making plans for us tonight (Excellent atmosphere) [Verse 2] The moon came through the chain-link like it owned the yard I went to lift a busted sign, you caught me off my guard You think it's just the moon, it ducks behind a cloud Then comes back out to watch us like it wants to join the crowd It's making eyes at me with one enormous face You call that gravity, I call it giving chase I kiss you where it has the clearest, rudest view It can keep its tidal pull, I'm going home with you (Orbit is not a defense) [Verse 3] At four feet tall I found a vein inside a rock You called at half past midnight and forgot to check the clock I told you how the pale vein looked like something split in two You asked if I had turned it over. God, of course I knew Most people called it gravel. They were free to be wrong You asked one decent question, so I kept you up too long Now I can carry half the junkyard underneath one arm I still send you the small finds first, before they lose their charm (Still a good rock) [Verse 4] You look good enough to wreck my notes, I let you pull me in Then ask if Titan keeps its dead beneath the methane skin You pause with silver scissors and my collar in your grasp The dead beneath the methane lakes can wait until I ask My questions have their legs, so does a dirty thought You put your hands against my hips and show me what you caught I kiss you till the scissors clatter to the floor I want your hands on me, go lock the goddamn door (Research postponed) [Verse 5] On renovation television they tore good drawers away Hung DREAM above the empty wall, I had a lot to say You reached to kill the program, I needed one more crime The host called it open concept, we watched him do his time You can't store shit in DREAM. A drawer could hold a screw You measured up the kitchen wall, I fell a bit for you By the final reveal you'd found the salvage yard out west I want the hinges first, and nothing on the wall that says BLESSED (Promising) [Bridge] You don't have to swear the moon was making eyes You only have to warn me when it tries a new disguise You don't have to think the dead mall wants a kiss But you packed the candles. Explain that part of this I know you can walk off. The doorway's clear, see? You could have left at any turn, you brought the board with me If you laugh at something I did not intend I'll ask which part, then let you tell it to the end [Outro] The dead board by the fountain wears a crown of candlelight The moon leans through the skylight, dressed to spend the night You catch my other date arriving, let it strike a pose If moonlight holds the flashlight, we'll see how far this goes (Excellent atmosphere)
