i’m a tree catching my own oranges as they fall from my head

did she fall, or was she pushed?

your shirt on my chair

your shirt on my chair

i’ll be with you

i’ll be there

i’ll never leave you

your shirt on my chair

come here little girl, get into the car

it’s a brand new cadillac

bright red

come here little girl

hey, haven’t i seen you somewhere before?

your despair in my heart

bright red

your words in my ears

i’ll be with you

i’ll be there

i’ll never leave you

wild beasts shall rest there

and owls shall answer one another there

and the hairy ones shall dance there

and sirens in the temples of pleasure

your shirt on my chair

i’ll be with you

i’ll be there

i’ll never leave you

your shirt on my chair