who said in my head i knew it flies creep to keep you down muddy the middle in static drying up the now the greatest kind of love is a fantasy i know i can imagine it true and if you had a part it’s a part of me smooth and dappled hues see it shining like a black swan on the edge of what you know warming wings of wax and feathers, all the things you can’t control bandage my body in blue light until i am twelve feet tall safe in the city of wan eyes where the warmouths and weevils crawl praying to the goddess of white noise fill the fog with freckles of gold sleep inside the sun as the air spins with songs from another world see it shining like a black swan on the edge of what you know warming wings of wax and feathers, all the things you can’t control see it shining like a black swan on the edge of what you know warming wings of wax and feathers, i’m the one you can’t control