Excellent liarShine like a cup of wireTake me out & fool me into the morningSun going downYou’ll simply turn around& fool me into thinking this is the morningone last look is no last look is no last look at allPaint me a scenerooftops & plasticineto fool me into seeing what I’ve got eyes forexcellent luckstained by the gray that stuckyour fingernails can feel the trace I’ve no eyes forsomething gets forgotten that’s what the lie’s fortake me out to steal the pink of the moonYou can not shatteryou deal with supple matterthat warms to the handI am not suppleuntil you keep me warmfor a couple days unshaped but displacedby your copper raysSo you you seenothing but wires in mewe’ll take them out & shape them into the morningyeah, we’ll lay them out & read the sign of a warningin the coppery liarplasticine veined with wirewake me up, we’ll drink a cup in the morningdropping off to see me without a warningdrop me off below the light of the moon