i see it painted on the stone won t you take me away from home won t you take me away from the moon will suffer howling blows rhianna made a different glow won t you take me away from savage underneath my skin discarded wills and heroin won t you take me away from i see it painted on the stone won t you take me away from home won t you take me away but all these wasted hours my times implode the wind tastes sour on my skin and bones you re the one for all these wasted hours but my blood runs blue like a lonely child in the afternoon these wasted hours my times implode the wind tastes sour on my skin and bones you re the one for all these wasted hours but my blood runs blue like a lonely child in the afternoon and i take the blue pill and i m asked to put it away in the pouch of a kangeroo met death everywhere but if i don t you will have burst the love balloons and take my hand oh mother i m a bastard child to an androgynous buffoon and tease my waltzing brain while i tear my heart in two oh yeah