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August obliterates trust and it's in sun-dust I'm foundHome to swill the shrilly insect soundStumble to the Dairy QueenThumb a People MagazineGlossy as the bright leaf greened and drownedIn the lightAn eternity of dimmingYou turn to me, I'm slimmingThe graininess is winning every nightClarity is a rarity that once was just beginningNow hellish unembellished foreign blursIn the corners of my eyesightIn this local exit highway nightWe must grow accustomed to the sightAnd empty all surprise to see the capsize of the semisCause nothing will stop the world's physics from workingOr the manner in which it's situated and lurkingPermanently, so externallyBut there's pleasure and death in each secondTo be reckoned withAnd there's boredom and sex within each wild minuteAnd the mildest hour has some deadly power in itSongtexteAnd maybe I'll cower with Yia Yia's silk flowersAs the motion sensor light does brighten and sourOn the back patio where the raccoons goWhining and divining through the grainy night glowThe same as me as I'm fumbling to seeAn inch off my face with a pinch of disgraceEach photo of the summer is one in the sameWith a bloodshot number in the corner of the frameDating each time that we becameMemorialized in theDimmingAn eternity of dimmingYou turn to me, I'm slimmingThe graininess is winning every nightClarity's a rarity and it once was young and brimmingNow hellish unembellished foreign blursIn the corners of my eyesightA bat circles above my brainAs I walk down St. Joseph in the duskyGraininess, yes this gorgeousness hasGrown too darkTo mentionWhat becomes of the summer skinWhen it disintegrates inThe blackness of the past?At last, I've becomeAn extensionOf the dimming Aus Songtexte Mania