Nostalghia
Antelope Dreams
The leaves
Fall upon my head
Every night
The dirt swivels of
Insect love
Till I am blind

I've been through
All of the rooms of
Ventricles
They sing me to sleep
In my antelope dreams
Nothing's enough

There is a cemetery
Of love left in my heart
Come, take an ear
Grab a ghost souvenir
They billow
Deep in the dark

Drench it in wine
Why don’t we dine
Fork me apart
Take all my blood
Deep reddened love
Till death do us part
You are the boy
Holding the key
Come and we’ll dance
Dance to my moons
Through the June gloom
Screams of romance

Come, you’ll see
All the dead things of
Lovers past
Please don’t delay
Please don’t overstay
We must make this fast

There is a cemetery
Of love left in my heart
Come, take an ear
Grab a ghost souvenir
They billow
Deep in the dark

Drench it in wine
Why don’t we dine
Fork me apart
Take all my blood
Deep reddened love
Till death do us part