The Pod

morning scatters in and i am steady like a drug feeling out this

one

she wakes up smashed as hell and steadies her ass against the

rail

and bends before the pounding rain

she had the widest bright ideas all along about my love

and i need this f**king fix and i beg her

to pick from one of the billion ways to feel no pain

the morning after bends reflected and i can hardly stand the way

this

whole thing makes me seem

she climbs out from a dream with lungs hardly as she screams a

stereo scream

and bends before astounding rain

she's got a system made of metal and magnet bits inside a brain

she opens her box of tricks and begs me

to pick from one of the billion ways to feel no pain

she had the widest bright ideas

that all the world would sleep away until the nightmare ends

everyone is on wait, wait on the end, only uptight, love