Attrition

Dante's Kitchen

Attrition


Sometimes I find
I re-assemble my mind
To accept the design
Of my kitchen tonight

Took a part time lover
Like Dante's brother
Heaven help us...

Sometimes i'm kind
To acquaintance of mine
It's getting hard to decide
If my kitchen is right

Took a part time lover
Like Dante's brother
Heaven help us...

Sometimes I'm blind
And my hands are so tied
To the walls that I climb
In my kitchen tonight

Took a part time lover
Like Dante's brother
Heaven help us...

Took a part time lover
...to quieten my mind.
Heaven help us...