The Sweetest Condition

Taken in by the delicate noise Knocked to the ground by the subtle thunder Shackled and bound by the sound of your voice Wanderin' around in silent wonder What chance did I have? With the silver moon Hangin' in the sky Openin' old wounds Takin' hold of the hem of your dress Cleanliness only comes in small doses Bodily whole but my head's in a mess Do you know obsession that borders psychosis? It's a sad disease Creepin' through my mind Causin' disabilities Of the strangest kind Gettin' lost in the folds of your skirt There's a price that I pay for my mission Body in heaven and a mind full of dirt How I suffer the sweetest condition Taken in by the delicate noise Knocked to the ground by the subtle thunder Shackled and bound by the sound of your voice Wanderin' around in silent wonder