Lips and Limbs

Could you be extraordinary? Stems and seeds, bucket seats This house is full of slurred speech You're tormented, I watch you bleed And with this drink I'll take you back home We are shimmering bright Stagger through uncharted parks The stars could be tawdry streetlights And we don't have too much to say I can't feel a thing Is this just a wrinkle on a page that ends dismally? I choose a path and run so fast You are bored of following me And with this drink I'll swallow the intangible I can't illustrate Control my limbs and lips 'Cause you're too crowded to commiserate And we're mechanical in your double bed Remorse hung overhead to approach me Could you be extraordinary? We're alone in this gaudy mess In the house of slurred speech Sharing gravity to suppress And in your ear I will whisper weakly Things that I do not mean You are deaf and dumb and I am numb And we're illuminating I never had too much to say I can't feel a thing