Something Happened

Alien hostess
Be honest
No one is happy in space
Things are awkward
Things are awkward
Things are disappearing
Father of brothers
Be honest
No one can tell them apart
Things are awkward
Things are awkward
Things are making sense
And then, suddenly
The sun stirs itself from its slow sleep
To push through the clouds
And a single ray of golden light
Falls down upon a spot of earth
Just beyond the clearing
And all of our mistakes become places
We've left behind
And all of our worried
Times
Sustained
Yeah, I'm down on my knees
Begging for scraps
Or the skin from your lips
I am using my tongue
To chase off the flies
From the balls of your feet
(Flesh on the balls of your feet)
Yeah, I'm down on my knees
Begging for scraps
Or the skin from your lips
I am using my tongue
To chase off the flies
From the balls of your feet
(Flesh on the balls of your feet)
Yeah, I'm down on my knees
Begging for scraps
Or the skin from your lips
I am using my tongue
To chase off the flies
From the balls of your feet
(Flesh on the balls of your feet)
Yeah, I'm down on my knees
Begging for scraps
Or the skin from your lips
I am using my tongue
To chase off the flies
From the balls of your feet
(Flesh on the balls of your feet)
It's the same thing over and over
And over and over
The classic tale of love
Boy meets girl
Ignores girl
Kills girl in tragic accident
Is haunted by girl
In Woodland Vista nightmares
Or perhaps
It's just the blood talking