Kristy w/ the Sparkling Teeth - mewithoutYou

Brand new bright lights of Arco, Idaho go dim

One delusion runs its course, its companion thereupon begins

Old ghost white face of impatience wearing thin

Casting quiet curses as of course they came back round again

In spite of wonders, disbelief

We spent our nights climbing towers built on songs

From the obsolete inscriptions of the sons of Babylon

Were you not carved among the hunters and their king

W/ their chests adorned in necklace & their arms like falcon wings?

Were you not forged in grief

Avenging lions in the alabaster bas-relief?

Kristy with the Sparkling Teeth!