Текст песни The Number Twelve Looks Like You - Grandfather

There has never ever been a dull moment - we can kiss the highest clouds and name them after movie stars
Your fingers, they're flower pots
And as the cuticles crack the stem comes through, you'll never know a poet's eyes unless you see them for yourself
Hear me now
After the truth is found there will be a suicide
Hear me now and grant my wishes as sins, not ignorance
Endangered now, with pockets full of oil
All I have left is a face fucking, homicidal waste of time
Take these roads and take them fast
My legs collaps in harmony with the music and I plummet down forever
I can write the dialogue to a script about your death
I'm walking across 2nd Avenue I'm tripping across Lexington I'm falling down Park Avenue and dying on Broadway
We can wish amongst wish, hope against hope
You have become a new bloody valentine
Over and over again, I've watched you killing yourself
Hold my hand, let's start the decay
One shot in the mouth
You'll never know a poet's eyes unless you see them for yourself