Doll Face on the Calico Highway - Giant Claw Remix

With not a warning
 A doll can grow eyes and walk
 Speak strut and talk
 Remaining in something that seemed right for needy
 Studying the faces of everyone who walked by
 Or car that pulled beside
 If i was looking
 I woulda found it
 The long path to lazy laying
 Sprawling itself over the lawn for cutting
 In the frame, but not for consuming
 I saw her, on a bus to nothing beside a can in a plastic cup
 Hair like yarn, when a statement like thick merino wool
 Pushed out of her mouth, slowly slinking
 It was ok
 Do you know her? never met her
 I read thru closed eyes
 How to live without danger
 The white sheet over me can ignore
 Until she got off and started to trip
 Glass formed into a small face
 And cracked when it hit the ground
 After a small pause in thinking
 Languid drawls leaked out
 To another number
 Nodding and falling
 Following every word
 Or fixture
 Swinging to the weight of whatever
 Without care
 Or resisting nothing
 Do you know her? never met her
 I see in closed eyes
 How to live without danger
 The white sheet over me can ignore
 I don't know the white lady
 The nurse or the number three
 Where she goes i like to walk
 On a road unknown
 She doesn't go
 Where i want to go
 Or travel by the plain highway
 Its like a parked car
 Who doesn't like moving
 It sits in sand until the water picks up
 Oh do you know
 That type of chocolate crystal?
 Calico woolie
 La tigre blanca do you?
 Filling a blank cup
 Of a purple liquid
 Not knowing evil
 From a little lamb
 I am like water but tricky to touch
 And finicky in constant but slippery in content
 Did not find her but i, i am not looking. looking
 Do you know her? never met her
 I see in closed eyes
 How to live without danger
 The white sheet over me can ignore
 I don't know the white lady
 The nurse or the number three
 Where she goes i like to walk
 On a road unknown
 She doesn't go
 Where i want to go
 Or travel by the plain highway
 Its like a parked car
 Who doesn't like moving
 It sits in sand until the water picks up
 Oh do you know
 That type of chocolate crystal?
 Calico woolie
 La tigre blanca do you?
 Filling a blank cup
 Of a purple liquid
 Not knowing evil
 From a little lamb
 She doesn't go
 Where i want to go
 Or travel by the plain highway
 Its like a parked car
 Who doesn't like moving
 It sits in sand until the water picks up
 Oh do you know
 That type of chocolate crystal?
 Calico woolie
 La tigre blanca do you?
 Filling a blank cup
 Of a purple liquid
 Not knowing evil
 From a little lamb