I’m gonna get back
Into sculpture
I’m gonna start by splitting this rock in two
The day’s yellow rays betray
The cock of the bull
Lifted out of the blue
There’s no treasure
There’s no chest
There’s no fifteen paces from the palm tree to the X
There’s just a page drawn over with lines
The white belly of the boat
And this chisel of mine
And I’m

Gonna cry all day, I’m gonna cry all day, I’m gonna cry all day
I’m gonna cry all day, I’m gonna cry all day, I’m gonna cry all day

I’ve never been so close to quitting it all in all my life
And I can’t even tell you why
Maybe it’s to do with all the empty space around me
Well, ba ba bada dada da da da
I’ve never been so close to quitting it all in all my life
And I can’t even tell you why
Maybe it’s to do with this new melody you found
It goes: blah blah-blah, blah blah-blah, blah-blah-blah


I’m gonna cry all day, I’m gonna cry all day, I’m gonna cry all day
I’m gonna cry all day, I’m gonna cry all day, I’m gonna cry all...

And it’s boring that the body’s
Necessary for the ashes
Like it’s boring that the grave is
Necessary for the casket, but
Can you hear me ask you
For the hundredth time
Come to my rescue
For the hundredth time
‘Cause I’m

Gonna cry all day, I’m gonna cry all day, I’m gonna cry all day
I’m gonna cry all day, I’m gonna cry all day, I’m gonna cry all day
I’m gonna cry all day, I’m gonna cry all day, I’m gonna cry all day
I’m gonna cry all day, I’m gonna cry all day, I’m gonna cry all day

I’m gonna get back
Into sculpture
I’m gonna start by splitting this rock in two
The day’s yellow rays betray
The cock of the bull
Lifted out of the blue
There’s no treasure
There’s no chest
There’s no fifteen paces from the palm tree to the X
There’s just a page drawn over with lines
The white belly of the boat
And this chisel of mine