Ceiling Fan in My Spoon

Started out today, jello in the sand

Went out of my way not to understand

Walked into a tree, don't you look at me

See, I'm not myself, phony mystery

Sore, afraid

That's my tune

Ceiling fan

In my spoon

Clothed in iron, there's no denyin'

When you feel like a bent fork tine

Feelin' like a bent fork tine

Clothed in iron, there's no denyin'

Sore, afraid

That's my tune

Ceiling fan

In my spoon

In my spoon

In my spoon

In my spoon

Started out today, jello in the sand

Went out of my way not to understand

Walked into a tree, don't you look at me

I mistake myself, phoney mystery

Sore, afraid

That's my tune

Ceiling fan

In my spoon