Paint me in Lampposts

Covered in moss, smothered
Lay him down, no mark across his chest
Tailored shut, zippers covered
Courtesy for the sponsors

Mark it up beyond recognition
Dolled up when evening beckons
Strip the bark filled with maggots
Pretty boy trim the branches

You're not the beast we know
Sometimes I wish the earth would swallow me whole

Sinking feeling caught up again in the glow
Restless creatures staring me down, undertow
Trench foot, senseless, eating a pinecone
Plant that seed and forest sprouts up, undergrowth

If dying and raging are constructs of man
Then paint me in lamposts for good Uncle Sam
Lightning forking, the sun left to steal
Gentle, I touch this to see what is real

Sinking feeling, bearing your teeth for the show
Lights go down you're left with the guilt, indigo
Leather-clad, you're out on the town strutting gold
To play pretend, you're keeping it stuck down your throat

You go now, I've got no hill to hide
No skin to slink through, no applicant cry
You'll peel me back

So leaving is easy
Except when you're the
Pebble on the hill set for landslide

Oh, sinking feeling, caught up again in the glow
Restless creatures staring me down, undertow

Face first in mannequins of dirt at break of day
Forever encased in ceramic display

Yossele, oh, Yossele, you're what we needed all along
So stay low and stay here, remain my Paragon