A Dot of Black in the Blue of Your Bliss

The cracked sandy surface of your kitchen floor
A dry desert plain that begs for more
Than mine and yours
Casual conversation

The brown grassy hills of your wall to wall
The fake ancient war chest beats in the hall
The prophetic words in the library all
Speak of isolation

Always forever but never like this
There's a dot of black in the blue of your bliss

In white pregnant layers of linen clouds
You're hiding deep in their womblike shroud
Each stillborn morning seems extremely loud
Designed to smash your facе in

Always forever but nevеr like this
There's a dot of black in the blue of your bliss

Always forever but never like this
There's a dot of black in the blue of your bliss

The cracked sandy surface of your kitchen floor
A dry desert plain that begs for more
Than a casual conversation

You're learning to live with his many faces
The rub is he's hard in all the wrong places

Always forever but never like this
There's a dot of black in the blue of your bliss

Yeah, always forever but never like this
There's a dot of black in the blue of your bliss