Parlour Steps Only Mystery
If the night church is spilling people all over the sidewalk
Then our open bottle will spill dangerous, fantastical talk
Did I mention the devil living in my landlord?
Did I tell you my grandpa used to see sea monsters?
And I tell you I see monsters in this very city
And the grotesque becomes the only mystery
And if you look close enough you can see right through me
You follow your heart and I'll trail after your hair
Sailin' behind me in the still night air
Did I mention the coming Mayan change?
Nothing ( will/ should) ever be the same
And I tell you I see angels in this very city
And the grotesque becomes the only history
And if you look close enough you can see right through me
