Here's a telephone

here's a telephone
here's a window
here's a little dove to tell you how the wind blows

i've got a black heart
i've got a shadow
i've got a little dove that drags me off the ladder

you got a halo
a heart of gravel
little worms come out my darling rotten apple

i plucked the harp strings
until my hands bleed
but when that eye blinks ill be buried in the tree leaves

here's a plague to you
my darling soldiers
here's a little dove to land upon your shoulder

my precious children
you know i love you
but i've got news we're gonna have to get rid of you

you thought you knew me
i thought i knew you
the little dove came down and ride away through you

i've got a black heart
i've got a shadow
i sent a little dove to push you down the ladder

little bell
don't you get so worked up with all the
fire in hell
is waiting just to burn us we can
jump and yell
no ones looking for us
you can ring your bell but everyone ignores it