Dantes Kitchen - Attrition

Sometimes I find

I re-assemble my mind

To accept the design

Of my kitchen tonight

Took a part time lover

Like Dante’s brother

Heaven help us…

Sometimes i’m kind

To acquaintance of mine

It’s getting hard to decide

If my kitchen is right

Took a part time lover

Like Dante’s brother

Heaven help us…

Sometimes I’m blind

And my hands are so tied

To the walls that I climb

In my kitchen tonight

Took a part time lover

Like Dante’s brother

Heaven help us…

Took a part time lover

…to quieten my mind

Heaven help us…