Dub Mourning

[Verse 1]
Do you muzzle the moon I puzzle for you
My summerdumb angel
Pawning a Nobel blue?

[Verse 2]
Drag, slowly, a mock eureka into the sea
And the wind will test the Rorschach debris
I’m not a bells-and-whistles man, I'm as loud as a tree

[Verse 3]
We laugh off, we live down, we dream away
We love singing beyond, between and despite, or
So we like to say

[Bridge 1]
What’s a shadow to a lemon? What’s a curfew to a lime?
From first to last, and long before the show and tell of time
You can see me, from your rosebud nightgown
Your dazzling mind, and a tv in the background

[Verse 4]
To find ourselves, so blatantly viewed
Like season finales, of historical mood