Kristin Hersh - Hungry

Houses and rooms
Are filled with perfumes
And we slide away on the ice
Your tears are herradura silver

Twilight and dusk
Snowflakes and dust
All look the same on the ice
Our tears are herradura silver
And clean air, liquid on our tongues
We're hungry

Violet longing, yellow suns
Eat me alive while I go hungry
I'm so empty
I'm translucent as a fading snakeskin
Mad and naked as the swan
I'm feeding bread
And, and I'm not dead

Your special charge
The life bangs and sucks
That fill up your skin bag of bones
Jolts me with a thousand volts
I'm hungry
Jilted, jolted, banged and sucked
I'm hungry
Tears of herradura silver and
Clean air, liquid on our tongues
We're hungry

And, and I'm not scared