Lament for the Lamentable Elected
Your heart is on the rack,
it’s stretching by the day.
Your veins are turning black,
you’re going to run away.
You’re flying from the flak –
all that people say,
I just heard the crack
of your breaking heart today.
No healing in you.
No feeling in you.
Just sealing us in dreams only.
In dreams only.
Now you’re looking in
from a window over there
confessing of your sins
to a priest who doesn’t care.
You know that it begins
with the secrets that you wear.
It’s wearing pretty thin now
your heart is going to tear.
No healing in you.
No feeling in you.
Just sealing us in dreams only.
In dreams only.
There’s diamonds in your eyes,
diamonds in your dreams,
diamonds make you cry
and diamonds make you scream.