Peep-Hole
Monday, October 30th, 2006
Give me the cost of the albatross
and wear it around my neck for size
and don’t let it get you down
I’m looking inside your house
And oh and it smells so nice
Your house always looks so nice
Maybe they’re twice as high laughing
Maybe the time is right you know
and promise me not to leave
I’m looking inside your brain
and Christ it’s a cluttered mess
I love you, I must confess
