A Venue Called Rubella - Swan Lake

Cling to the sum of your parts for a man

Is never what he does, never what he tries…

Now baby come back come back cause you know I didn’t mean it

When I mentioned the hollowed-out galaxies inhabiting your eyes…

Shit, where do you come from?

And where have you gone?

Do the furies document your progress

Before the foregone conclusion of the sun… or was I dreaming this?

Everything was going fine and smooth as planned…

The tankards sat contentedly understanding of what they held within

Then terror struck when we realized what was at hand

As you and your Union St. ingenues came rolling in!

Just another capacity crowd lost at sea

Just another dense azure template to surf upon

They should play it loud, the disgusted jam band rocks, I agree…

In a venue called Rubella…