A Spindle, a Darkness, a Fever, and a Necklace

Alright
"So long, everything!" He shouted
Then he ran next door to Mar- (Margot's) house
"I'm moving," he said
"Where?" Asked Margot
"Two weeks away, two weeks away?" (Yes) he said Mitchell
"Where is that?" Asked Margot
"It's everywhere I will be after

I walk for two weeks," said Mitchell
"I have lived in the (same place) the same place for a long time
It is time for me to go some place ils-, else"
"No," said Margot, "You have only lived
Next door for 15 years"
"16," said Mitchell
"15, six (what's the difference?) what's the difference?" Said Margot
"I want you to stay next door forever"

"I can't," said Mitchell
"I do not want to go wake up in the same old bedroom, and
Eat breakfast in the same old kitchen
Every-, every room in my house is the same old room
Because I have been there too long"

You turn on a spindle
You're so much looser now
But you're not explaining how
You've gained such new repose
I touch the clasp of your locket
With its picture held
Some secret you wouldn't tell
But let it choke your neck

So, we imagine a darkness
Where all shapes divide
Solids changing into light
With a burst of heat so bright
Well, fine, don't you do what I want you to
Yeah, don't degrade yourself the way that I do
'Cause you don't depend upon all the shit
That I use to make my moods improve

"And you look at me and think same old face
Same old tail, same old (scales) scales, same old walk
Same old talk," said Margot
"No," said Mitchell
"I like your face, tail, scales, walk and talk"
"I like you"
"I like you, I like-, like- (like), like you too," said Mitchell
He walked to the door
"I must pack," he said

Near a sea of pianos, there were waves of chords
That crashed against the shore
In one huge and useless roar
And there were girls bringing water
Like a dream they came to cool the fever of my brain
And soothe my burning throat
And they made me a necklace
Hanging beads of sweat on a string of my regrets
And placed it 'round my neck

And they were singing, "Don't you do what you've wanted to
Yeah, don't destroy yourself like those cowards do
Maybe the sun keeps coming up, because it's gotten
Used to you, and your constant need for proof"