Rorschachs (The Unsigned Painting / The Weird Beast)

There must be a golden frame

Coming to me

'Cause where are you?

Where are you?

Where are you?

The day when you first heard your heart beat listens for you still

So I think it's not so much the painting

As it is what you give yourself by what you leave, your signature

On Sundays, the ladies took off their wiry old hats

And made donuts in the back of the church

I could always smell them cooking in the middle of mass

Cakes were prizes at carnivals

And holding hands was a gift of our landscapes

Because the heart is always that one summer night

And you stretch it from face to face, like chewing gum

You can rig it up and hear each other, through a tin can

But now it bakes and it hardens like an old dream

Under the front porch, where the air is talcum

My Momma's eyes are blue, and Father took the Weird Beast

And we're walking next to you

That is the picture that I see

That is the picture that I see

I brought the Weird Beast here

From Van Nuys Boulevard

So I would not be without a man

Someday you'll meet a stranger (Tartars reign)

Locations everywhere you go (flooded the empty streets of Paris)

All of the science you've kept in bottles

Because someday this dream is going to end

I have this feeling

A Weird Beast is going to come our way (and on one of these passing boats I thought)

I saw the Weird Beast speaking in the Russian tongue

Will he kill the Czar, will he kill the Czar

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Draw the Weird Beast everywhere you go

Death speaks the foreign language so

Make sure they hear him breathing