Light the sky

Don't ever say that I don't treat you
Without enough of astro-voodoo
I drained myself into your jet fuel tank
But it might as well have been a snowbank

Bent over a rusty barrel
Living in this broken vessel
The only chance I have is make it like it's special
Touch you like a pirate, try to make you tremble

Then you slap me with your tiny hands
And kiss me with your lips of sand
It blushes blood, into the bulb
And lights the sky

You're always living in a vacuum
Behave like I am just a costume
Take off for the constellations
Whichever suits your masturbation

In space I'm going to build a station
Beside the one that you vacation on
And when you look across you'll see me staring back and
You'll know that we're watching the same stars tonight

Then you slap me with your tiny hands
And kiss me with your lips of sand
It blushes blood, into the bulb
And lights the sky

Don't poke at my greedy eyes
But in my prison cell I fantasize about just floating sweetly
Down into the space
You call
Your own

And then you slap me with your shaman hands
And kiss me with your lips of sand
It blushes blood, into the bulb
In a photon flood
And lights the sky