t'es tant belle

"Blackbird come @ the break of dawn. The TV's on, I turn it off.
I walk outside, get in the the car. Stare @ the wheel & fall apart...

Black rooms in which to baste and bathe in it, White halls to pace and wait for it.

I know that it's bad / that it's the kind that they can't operate on...
Styrofoam coffee cups, and bad drugs that never work enough
and i know it's real slow honey, painful & real slow.

When we were young, with heads like hammers,
i'd write the nails into your hands.
But when 99% of us is failure, there's no turning back.

O! Blackbird come @ the break of day...
Swallow this shit that people say.
Walk outside, look @ the sky,
Ask it to fall or tell you why???"