live corks and moons forks and spoons a bottle of gloom in a furnished room fighting the jones for sugar shaking tricky containers to make sure it still ticks always awake always dreaming what is on fire only still steaming my influences like tributaries have been both friends and adversaries but whose listening to the judge and we are still light despite your darkness love is a grudge the absence of light the mirror will show you more than just you no one asked you
