"Full moon sapphire sky
One step closer to d.i.s.l.o.d.g.i.n.g you
Of me you've taken control of
---so damn precious, every piece is yours---
Like shackles around my soul
Taking me in like a little pill, with just a shot of luck
Lips. Of. Ice.
So close to comatose
I can almost touch the stars in hell.
'You are the teardrops on my windowsill, darling boy.' "
1:53am Friday Morning. May 4, 2007