Lilacs

I wake up feeling nothing, camouflage the wavering sky

I sit at my piano, wander the wild whereby

And the lilacs drink the water

And the lilacs die

And the lilacs drink the water

Marking the slow, slow, slow passing of time

I get so angry baby, at something you might say

I dream about an awful stranger, work my way through the day

I run it like a silent movie

I run it like a violent song

I run it like a voice compelling

So right it can't be wrong

If I'm a broken record, run it in the dust babe

I'll fill myself back up like I used to do

And if my bones are made of delicate sugar

I won't end up anywhere good without you

I need your love too

When I live a sparse existence, I'll drop down in the fold

Lean in to an urgent falter, spin silence into gold

I run it like the crop of kismet

I run it like a dilettante

I run it like I'm happy baby

Like I got everything I want

If I'm a broken record, run it in the dust babe

I'll fill myself back up like I used to do

And if my bones are made of delicate sugar

I won't end up anywhere good without you

I won't end up anywhere good without you

I need your love too

And the lilacs drink the water

And the lilacs drink the water

And the lilacs drink the water