The Other
The Residents
The other hovers over me
And covers everything I see
The other hovers over me
And covers everything... I see
Like a lover blinding me
There's another reminding me
Of every open pore, every open sore
Of every open door, I closed
The world awaits, the other aches
The world await, the other aches
And baits its breath and waits for more
And baits its breath and waits... for more
The other hovers achingly
Filled with emptiness and need
Making melancholy me
Recall the light of love
