Walked Out on a Line - Okkervil River

From the back of my brain

The confetti burst came

And it blew through the balls of my eyes

In a midnight as loud

As a cloud of cocaine

And horrendously swollen in size

Saw the pen press the text

Through the flesh of your neck

And the first line 'twas writ there was

And dark, dirty streams

The decay from our dreams

Leaves a black trail of grease through the snow

And is there a hotel there or is there a hole

Where our bodies all aching and aging can go

Oh, I leapt from the mountain and mid-falling down

Ran my trembling hands down your spine

'Cause you have been, are currently holy to me

And will hopefully always be mine

And 'cause you’re out on a razor line

In the storm’s scream and swirl

It’s where I saw my girl

I was pinning her straight to my side

When the devil all dinged-up and dragonfly-winged

Dropped his head in my lap and he cried

Once I spotted my man

Swooping over the sand

In the ambulance lamps of his eyes

And the smell of black blood on the backs of his hands

I could tell that his world can’t be mine

And he said