Boy with the Aluminum Stilts

Come come
Mine aluminum stilts
Strangle the light like that
Spin spittle in siren wine
Come
In sweet lamentations
Birds of the night cry out
And swoon like the blood won’t dry
Hung in drapes of palest lace
From the stakes of brittle grace
It’s away, my love
Come come
Mine aluminum stilts
Mangled your white face cracks
Out quivers the smiling sire
Come
Soft on this tender breast
Love like a light gone out
Can cripple a siren’s cries
Hung in drapes of palest lace
From the stakes of brittle grace
It’s away, my love
This is the end you’re searching for
This is it, this is all
This is the dream where you hit the floor