Bliss

Warm on your cold heart

Cool on your hot head

A worn blanket statement of innocence

A way out

A way to keep lying honest

If restless and frantic

And you, a breaking man

I've studied your shaking hands

And this, a pretty jail

Bliss, a beautiful jail

Hot coffee's melting this plastic cup

And cold, I can't dial this tiny phone

To find you

And no, you don't seem pathetic

Just restless, frenetic

And you, a breaking man

I've studied your shaking hands

And this, a pretty jail

Bliss, a beautiful jail

And you, a little kid

In a choke-hold of bliss

And this, a pretty jail

Bliss, a beautiful jail