Human Story (Stet)

I happened upon a girl she was famous (stet) 1
She said Saturn devoured her child (stet)
She was accommodating chaos (stet)
Just like an insect in my eye (stet)

She was tilting at windmills
She said jesus is real to me
She showed me the stills
Of a film called Through a Shot Glass Darkly
We got tattoos in a hypnotic trance
We were just fugitives baby
At the mercy of circumstance
Nobody cares about our whereabouts now

Human Story (Stet)

We went to the doctor
For the blood-bath-blues prescription
I said doc I been murdered by thoughts
Of a billet-doux inscription
Then she bought a whiskey
Used it to slick back her hair (stet)

You're my beatrice
You're my fleur de mal
You're my moon-shaped-basket-case-honey-bee
You're my season in hell

It's funny
Somehow
How some
People get destroyed while
All the radio DJs are
Playing white noise

Human Story (Stet)

Footnote
1.Stet: let it stand, leave it as it is
No correction required, don't correct
Used as an instruction on a printed
Proof to indicate to the editor that a
Correction or alteration that editor made
Should be ignored and instead the
Original statement should be kept)



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Nolan
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