I loved a triple spiral
My maiden mother crone
Folded my devotion
To an origami rose
Stood at her Tiffany window
She said to look below
Could I see the town was burning
Could I see the broken prison
Could I see that it was time for me to go
They looted the museum
Took all that they could hold
A motorcade of flatbed trucks
Made off with quite a haul
And that's when I heard someone shout
"In with the new, out with the old!"
A dusty box of letters, a rusting suit of armor
A casket made of fourteen karat gold
That's the problem, no sense of time
She is shaped just like an hourglass
There laying on her side
I loved you triple spiral
Father, son and ghost
But you left me in my darkest hour
When I needed you, when I needed you
Now that the dream is over
I want it to be known
I never saw it coming
From my little human prism
How sad it is to know I'm in control
Oh, that's the problem, an empty sky
I fill it up with everything that's missing from my life
Oh, where'd you come from, you faded sign
Spinning through the centuries
Expanding all the time
Three worlds at once, that blend together
Three times I cried for us, but I felt better then
I loved you triple spiral, my maiden mother crone
You found me in this fallow state
My mind was off and stoned
I heard your strange commotion
And wished I could go home
To live a little longer
A full Indian summer
Long enough to carve you into stone
My maiden mother crone
Folded my devotion
To an origami rose
Stood at her Tiffany window
She said to look below
Could I see the town was burning
Could I see the broken prison
Could I see that it was time for me to go
They looted the museum
Took all that they could hold
A motorcade of flatbed trucks
Made off with quite a haul
And that's when I heard someone shout
"In with the new, out with the old!"
A dusty box of letters, a rusting suit of armor
A casket made of fourteen karat gold
That's the problem, no sense of time
She is shaped just like an hourglass
There laying on her side
I loved you triple spiral
Father, son and ghost
But you left me in my darkest hour
When I needed you, when I needed you
Now that the dream is over
I want it to be known
I never saw it coming
From my little human prism
How sad it is to know I'm in control
Oh, that's the problem, an empty sky
I fill it up with everything that's missing from my life
Oh, where'd you come from, you faded sign
Spinning through the centuries
Expanding all the time
Three worlds at once, that blend together
Three times I cried for us, but I felt better then
I loved you triple spiral, my maiden mother crone
You found me in this fallow state
My mind was off and stoned
I heard your strange commotion
And wished I could go home
To live a little longer
A full Indian summer
Long enough to carve you into stone