Wife You - The Dead Science

With her bent back over the railing

Hair falling towards the night-black water

Hairpins falling like harpoons

Sharp enough to fell a (white whale)

Flock of wild parrots scream

From my boyhood to her girlhood dreams

Black diamonds and pearls

At the bottom of the sound

I feel unsteady, like my love

Flock of wild parrots scream

From my boyhood to her girlhood dreams

I want my thoughts to ring throughout your body

I want my violence to make you satisfied

On your skin the broken memories of my mouth

A bruise-colored wedding gown