Mandible

I walk along the pebbled shore
Legs covered in phosphorus
And up ahead is a mandible
With jagged teeth stained by mildew

And, oh, I get so damn distracted
I feel there's something I needed to do
A gull plucks pilchards from the water
And I remember seeing you

Take my heart in your hands, feel it beat as we dance
I want more than just two strangers stealing thrills from fleeting glances
Sound the horn, play the drums
I will call, will you run?
Will you lash out at the web that's
Keeping you from everyone?

And so I will enter the parlour
Hands claspеd with nervousness
And up ahead is a mantеlpiece
A rugged, ochre ox's head, mmm

I'll approach, will you turn?
Will you listen? Will I learn?
I want your infatuation
Though I know the heat, it burns
I'm no moon, I'm like silt
I'm no flower, though I wilt
I'm an upright out of tune
With broken keys and chords that shrill
All these scattered bones are
Remnants of a past
That stripped them of their skin
And left them in a glass box
I don't want to seem conviction-less and shaky
But pin me to your table
And trace my bluest veins

Take my heart in your hands
Feel it beat as we dance
I want more than just two strangers
Stealing thrills from fleeting glances
Sound the horn, olay the drums
When I call, will you run?
I will lash out at the web that's
Keeping me from everyone
Take my heart in your hands
Feel it beat as we dance
I want more than just two strangers
Stealing thrills from fleeting glances
Sound the horn, play the drums
When I call, will you run?
I will lash out at the web that's
Keeping me from everyone