Lyric Hurricane

skeleton boy by the side of the road.
he warned me, he told me;
he said, "there s this woman, she s a hurricane,
she will heal your heart up, she is hurrying."

he said, "don t look for holidays.
don t look, just run away.
go suffocate, and choke your own cry.
go where the water,
where the water, seeps from the pink sky.

but behead this woman, she s a hurricane,
she will heal your heart up, and she is hurrying.

remember your reflection in a pool, in a puddle -"
and the leaves sped top-speed towards me,
and my image was muddled.

"i m a lightheaded wonder," she said,
"don t you see my mind slow down?
i m a lightheaded wonder
don t you see my mind slow down?
slow down

i ve compassion for strangers,
an affinity for danger -
won t you be my sacrifice?

i m a lightheaded wonder
don t you see my mind slow down for you?
for you?"

no -
you re a headless woman, you re a hurricane.
you will heal my heart up?
no, i will heal my own heart up, because you are hurting.
cause i m a sunburn slap upon your arm,
i ll twist you til you break,
and you re a hurricane.