SKIRTaction

i'm with you tonight without mask or clothes i'm in your hands like a leper i crawl and hide burnt by the sunlight and chased by the cold. we're in some strangely-lit room no signs of decay until twilight falls over us to show us our way beyond the comfort of loneliness we follow our footsteps dancing dancing... i'm lying naked on the floor with my hands held up high something is forcing down upon me scarring my body gashing.. a piano plays quietly lullaby-like in the background won't you fuck me with your sin a child rushes into the room,crying.. but takes no notice of me lying naked on the floor she walks over to the window and throws some bread to the birds by the wall she stands by the window for a while just watching the birds then runs back through the room laughing... and now it's playtime and some pathway through a laugh and a jolt and a laugh your train-stations are my radio-waves in no mans' land some kind of romance some kind of romance...