Slow Summer Rising

I see her there in my wicked world
Just waiting on the steps
Her warplanes are flying in the patterned skies
But nothing's exploding yet
And I wonder if she thinks that I'm insane
When I pray for the bombs to fall down like rain 

Cause she's so beautiful
Oh she's so beautiful 
I don't know how to act

I know she's there in my forest, 
the trees are covering up her face
And I know that she must get frightened of me
When my responses are out of place
And I wonder if she thinks my mind is sound
When I dream of gasoline burning that forest down

Cause she's so beautiful
Oh she's so beautiful 
I don't know how to act

I know she's there in my manuscripts
She is hanging on the notes
Her blue eyes stick like ten pinpricks
After every word I wrote
And I wonder if she can see inside my head
And read the meaning into every stupid little thing I said

Like, "You're so beautiful..."
Oh she's so beautiful
I don't know how to act.