UNDER OUR PILLOWS
Such delights wait under your pillows
Soft sung hymns from under your pillows
A slate wiped clean, a white loss of feeling
if you’re ready and willing
Part of the sting
part of the giving
as the light bulbs are humming
just allow it all to sink in
and you give yourself, give yourself, freely
nowadays everyone’s for sharing
Don’t let them take me
try to convert me
with a voice I can only see through
Nowadays everyone’s for sharing (that doesn’t have a heartbeat)
Episodes wiped clean, wiped clean, wiped clean
This is major league make believe, make believe
