Photograph of a Cyclone

I've pulled it out

From the ruins far beneath me

Solid enough

Give me anything, please

I've seen it happen

You forget your words without me

Poisoned and unlucky

Mm-hm, mm-hm

Mm-hm, mm-hm

Photograph of a cyclone

A spirit moving cycles

Masterpiece destroyer of what's in front of me

Old machine, headlock

Wasting hours in outlaw country

Sing the anthem absentmindedly

Mm-hm, mm-hm

Mm-hm, mm-hm

Mm-hm, mm-hm

Mm-hm, mm-hm

You lay down to sleep, dreaming

Treading careful, God, you look so evil

Letting some big monster in the room

And you can't mean it

No one talks like that without their reasons

Pardon my affliction, won't you?

Like that's the worst you've ever heard

And I go quiet when you're mean to her

Sit there wordless like you do, oh

God-awful without permanence

I convince myself to need you

Circling the corner of the room, oh

Mm-hm, mm-hm

Mm-hm, mm-hm

Mm-hm, mm-hm

Mm-hm, mm-hm