Tuxedomoon - Shelved Dreams lyrics

Television and gershwin accompany the stew Wooden thrones for forgotten kings fill with pulpy termite queens Termite mother with amoebic torpor Gelatinous and quivering, scans and sleeps I am a mighty tree in this obsidian forest A god of sorts Listening to bleedy sounds of cats being sawed in half Cool, indifferent Eternal but blind, greedy for entropy Drinking cargoes of banshees Dancing crimson mazurkas Through the mazes of shelved dreams