Icicle Icicle

Where are you going

I have a hiding place

When spring marches in

Why you keep watch for me

I hear them calling

Gonna lay down

Gonna lay down



Greeting the monster in our Easter dresses

Father says: bow your head

Like the Good Book says

Well I think The Good Book is missing some pages

Gonna lay down

Gonna lay down



And when my hand touches myself

I can finally rest my head

And when the say take of his body

I think I’ll take from mine instead



Getting Off

Getting Off

While they’re all downstairs

Singing prayers sing away

He’s in my pumpkin p.j.’s

Lay your book on my chest

Feel the word

Feel the word

Feel it



I could have

I should have

I could have flown you know

I could have

I should have

I didn’t so