Bone Trees and a Broken Heart

Don't you, just feel so broken hearted?

They unzip you from your throat to your pelvis.

I'm just gonna feel so broken hearted.

Vampire cities sprouting from your organs.

Kept alive by machines and chemicals...

... Your hands, your head, your arms, your face start to quake.

Strip malls just stare so broken hearted.

Bill boards read: "you'll be dead this time next year".

And I know, I know, my ghost is gonna come.........



So plant your skulls, in the earth.

And grow bone trees, to sheild your grief.

Bright white trees, and nectarines.

We'll write postards to the love sick sea.

And sleep under the ivory canopy.



Don't you just feel so broken hearted?

When there's nothing, you can do about it.

I'm just gonna feel so broken hearted.

A sequin sky of haunting stars divides us.

Oh it's rancid, it's rancid, the taste of vultures on my tongue.

Ship yards just sway so broken hearted.

Shores stuffed with dismembered mannequins.

Fake eyes lidless and white watch tide

For ever and ever and ever and ever!...