Divalent Diction

[Chorus]
Sweet and sour melancholy
For goddess on the throne yeah
Worship your name and I'll sing you a song
Beating down the wrong I will fall down for this
Lament and mourn, what will people be
Sweet and sour melancholy
For goddess on the throne yeah
Worship your name and I'll sing you a song
Beating down the wrong I will fall down for this
Lament and mourn, what will people be

[Verse 1]
Names long vanished and corpses long rotten
Yellow and photographs of people long forgotten
The capsule conserving the time that has long been lost
Now was it frost at midnight
Or midnight at frost
The beam of light comes through the shutters
Crossing the dusty room
Familiar sight of us that flutters
Don't plan on leaving soon
Shelves full of books and yellow and paper
Cloud of smoke
The volatile vapour
Volatile vapour

[Chorus]
Sweet and sour melancholy
For goddess on the throne yeah
Worship your name and I'll sing you a song
Beating down the wrong I will fall down for this
Lament and mourn, what will people be
Sweet and sour melancholy
For goddess on the throne yeah
Worship your name and I'll sing you a song
Beating down the wrong I will fall down for this
Lament and mourn, what will people be

[Verse 2]
How we shaped and reshaped ourselves
After idyllic ideas
Took the prettiest pieces of the shells
And felt comic relief
Now runs tragedy and comedy
Intertwined and intangled
How it all looked so pretty from a pity angle
Such a pleasurable picturing
Unbelieveble fiction
That there's still static and friction
In your plastic room
With your divalent diction
Of just [?] the prediction
Swept it blatantly away with the broom
Now roaming tragedy and comedy
Intangled and intertwined
Still I can drink a case of you gallons of your synthetic wine

[Bridge]
The beam of light comes through the shutters
Crossing the dusty room
Familiar sight of us that flutters
Don't plan on leaving soon
Shelves full of books and yellow and paper
Cloud of stale smoke
The volatile vapour
Volatile vapour

Names long vanished and corpses long rotten
Yellow and photographs of people long forgotten
The capsule conserving the time that has long been lost
Now was it frost at midnight
Or midnight at frost

[Bridge]
The beam of light comes through the shutters
Crossing the dusty room
Familiar sight of us that flutters
Don't plan on leaving soon
Shelves full of books and yellow and paper
Cloud of stale smoke
The volatile vapour
The volatile vapour

[Chorus]
Sweet and sour melancholy
For goddess on the throne yeah
Worship your name and I'll sing you a song
Beating down the wrong I will fall down for this
Lament and mourn, what will people think
Sweet and sour melancholy
For goddess on the throne yeah
Worship your name and I'll sing you a song
Beating down the wrong I will fall down for this
Lament and mourn, what will people think