Spiders Lyrics

Spiders are singing in the salty breeze Spiders are filling out tax returns Spinning out webs of deductions and melodies On a private beach in Michigan
Why can't they wish their kisses good? Why do they miss when their kisses should? Fly like winging birds fighting for The Keys On a private beach in Michigan
This recent rash of kidsmoke All these telescopic poems It's good to be alone
Why can't they say what they want? Why can't they just say what they mean? Come clean, listen and talk Hello, private callers, IDs blocked
The sun will rise, we'll climb into cars Future has a valley and a shortcut around Who will wear the crown of drowning award? Hold a private light on a Michigan shore
Fool me with a kiss of kidsmoke From a microscopic home It's good to be alone
I'll be in my bed You can be the stone That raises from the dead Carries us all home
There's no blood on my hands I just do as I am told