Squalloscope - Holy Lyrics

Four thirty am holds a precious gaping hole
Holy, holy
Two fingers below the sternum, holy, holy
Living off exposure
It's all thirst, hunger, and pointless desire
A soft wind blowing around its perimeter
Holy, holy, holy

I dress it in tight shirts
Keep it contained
Holy, holy
Put a wreath of flowers around its rim
Holy, holy
A close contender for emptiness
A soft howl as it consents
To try to sleep until morning
I'm a vancancy, malcontent
Holy, holy, holy, holy

It whistles as i roll over
Holy holy, roll over, holy, holy
If somebody reaches out
They reach in
They reach through, holy, holy
Touch these brittle walls
Membranes for osmosis
Holy, holy, holy, holy

Here is all the gum i swallowed in this life
Things grown from apple seeds wouldn't survive
Care to see more of this ragged display?
Wasn't planning on keeping it to myself anyway
Empty cocoons of moths stuck to the gut
Circular scarrings of the sainthood of trust
All womanhood submerged in a pool of blood
Bring a boat and a rope
And whatever we are
(You can swallow me whole)
We are certainly something
Holy, holy, holy, holy

Carve a rift into the table
Midway, holy, holy if you dare look at me from across
Your eyes will fall into it
They will never meet mine
I will never dig a hole
Two fingers below the sternum
To bury myself
To be insatiable
I can sit here forever pretending to be whole
And that's holy, holy, holy