Something This Bright Should Explode

It's four and crawling A magpie morning You're waking up in glue I'm not the cut-glass I set myself up as But I know a thing or two Even though your heart is jumping Living on the edge of something is like sleeping in the road You're a Roman candle fizzing And every kid is taught that something this bright will explode The truth is hollow And crows that follow Are your singing telegram They worship your frown Their kettle drums drown All sense of who you are Even though your heart is jumping How I love you, how. How I love you, how This city swallowed Belched and bellowed you out into the world Even though your heart is jumping