Two headed boy all floating in glass the sun ithas passed now it's blacker than black I canhear as you tap on your jar I am listening to hearwhere you are I am listening to hear where youare two headed boy put on sunday shoes anddance round the room to accordion keys withthe needle that sings in your heart catchingsignals that sound in the dark catching signalsthat sound in the dark we will take off ourclothes and they'll be placing fingers through thenotches in your spineand when all is breaking everything that youcould keep inside now your eyes ain't movingnow they just lay there in their climbtwo headed boy with pulleys and weightscreating a radio played just for two in the parlorwith a moon across her face and through themusic he sweetly displays silver speakers thatsparkle all day made for his lover who's floatingand choking with her hands across her face andin the dark we will take off our clothes and they'llbe placing fingers through the notches in yourspineand when all is breaking everything that youcould keep inside now your eyes ain't movingnow they just lay there in their climbtwo headed boy there is no reason to grieve theworld that you need is wrapped in gold silversleeves left beneath christmas trees in the snowI will take you and leave you alone watchingspirals of white softly flow over your eyelids andall you did will wait until the point when you let go