Le Grand Balloon

My stinkin' lies and I were tracked down by a bear It waited till I fell asleep to make its presence known I heard its paws and opened my eyes I could smell it breathing It could hear my blood Red sky, a curtain draws, the moon traces around The shape of something growing louder was stretched across my tent And etched into my scent was a garden of guts Terror blossomed from my bones When I get misplaced I forget the name that I've answered all my life Everything glows slightly, nothing's so dim it can ever truly hide Shiny and sharp as a grin grown in the dark Was I there or was I blind? Once you and I walked through the vines at the edge of town We stained our teeth with wine And smiled like wolves smile at their prey Like teenagers when they've found a song that they can't quit singing After they get high Le Grand Balloon, I'm the buffoon that treks your trails The pearly tit that milks the valley — Menstrual lava goddess I jump in, I can't swim, but I don't dare Take me there when I get old There is a dark stretch on the road That connects my spirit to my spine Littered with my memoirs Thrown out of cars drove by people passing through Holes in my shoes, distribution warehouse blues Was I aware I was alive? Embers, innocent prisoners break free from the pyre You light so I can find my way back in the night A seed made out of light you plant in the dark, damp dirt of a dream Build us a fire family out of the trash From the bin behind the beauty store Light them on fire and release a light So that I might follow it back to your arms Draw me a bath of the tears leaked from your laugh the blooms The green perfume of home