How to Dress Well
Gas Station Against Blackened Hillside
Hundred times a day
Luziferic demons bringing light
Like the sun cut through the rain, these gods who come to mind
I watch the door open up on a rat's eye
I watched the door open up
I puked in the rain
10109, explosive shame
"This," I say, "is the game God has asked me to play"
Was I supposed to change?
No, there's no way
My spirit companions
Call me back
Drawn like a magnet
Pull me back
Spirit companions
This fauna, this flora, raised under the same sky
Gas station against blackened hillside
Why is life so savage?
Why is life so savage?
If I send my spirit-dog or spirit-child out
To gather information for me worldwide
A crease in the space-time, green stone serpentine
The light is always leaving us all
No, there's no way
My spirit companions
Pull me back
And all I ever have to know is that it's on its way