There, petrified and forgotten
Like the salt woman of Sodom
The vines slowly grow
As they swallow her whole
And yet she makes no effort to stop them
Til a silhouette's all that is left
A shadow completely bereft
Of the possession
Of any expression
That anyone there can detect
The man who's the man in the moon
Lives alone in an unadorned room
He may be away
For the rest of the day
But be sure that he's coming back soon
And the tiniest dagger of light
Is curved as the poisonous bite
Of the snake in the grass
By the side of the path
But engraved in the mantle of night
All the days have passed
You're the last to stand
There's no one left to hold you back
And so you wait and you pray for a soul
To appear and then you can both pretend
It's all worked out, he'll understand
He's here to serve and you'll rule 'til the end
The broken up bottles across
The ground where you casually toss
Them to their death
While you carefully step
To avoid all the chaos you've caused
The slivers of green glass and brown
They glint like insects all around
Fragments of wings
And antennas and things
Though the species will never be found
And he slipped away on the wind
Through the grass on the hill, tall and thin
Away towards the sea
Past the waves and the beach
Farther still than he ever had been
And after the passing of days
He met a familiar face
On the welcoming sand
Of a faraway land
Like he'd always been part of that place
All the days have passed
You're the last to stand
There's no one left to hold you back
And so you wait and you pray for a soul
To appear and then you can both pretend
It's all worked out, he'll understand
He's here to serve and you'll rule 'til the end
All the days have passed
You're the last to stand
There's no one left to hold you back
And so you wait and you pray for a soul
To appear and then you can both pretend
It's all worked out, he'll understand
He's here to serve and you'll rule 'til the end