Wild Bees

How come you hang that poster so close to your bed
And drip down the silk lines of that catch
How come you leave the I.V. in your hands
Asleep in the valley yeah the leaves all pulse
I see the quiet edges where we all live on
I see you
On your bed

Then you disappear, is your ghost still there? X2

Rehearse the magic and we'll comb our hair
Drip all the way back to our old winding stairs
Where I'm your patient now and we can all menstruate
You could pull the curtains right around your face
If we're all just wild wild, wild, wild bees
Just trying to make a home and taste that honey

Then you disappear, is your ghost still there? X2
We're gonna have to say goodbye