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