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we wed behind the old house, offered our skinremoved it from our branches, and let it be curtainsand i asked him where he put the bones;and i asked her where she put the bones:they fed them to the horseswe shivered and kissed our linen loudand held the holy spirit in our mouthsand my beard did break when it found his face;and my beard did break when it found her facebut there's still one light in one house, far in fields from the cityone light is a forest fire left running in the pantryone light is a campfire in the living room for reptileswho promise they'll get new skin between the wars, at night fallwild dogs: can i confess, i never wanted this marriagecoming home to wife and kids and failed science experimentstear down all the laundry lines!get the sickness out of me!....and we danced to 'cecilia,' like i did with my motherstomping loud, we filled the kitchen up with each otherwe shaved our heads clean, and left off the lighthousekept clothes for ransom, while he pulled the lakes outand he confessed a gravedigger shared with him his bed(i got up to wash my face when i come back to bed someone's taken my place...)and i pulled the telephones right out of his headhe quit his job, pulled his teeth, and moved down to the harbourLetras de cancioneshe stole all my money to pay for the lawyersand now he's a whalekiller in the wasteland for hirewe can only get it up when you set him on fireand i was lost between his mouth and my mouth and a to zwe sinned together when we spread our seedsand now my bashed head can't sew his blood on my backwe are broke for bricks, and the house is quiet From Letras Mania