Starry Configurations

Starry configurations, am just a receiver
 Divine recombinations, am just a recordist
 Receptionist, unhappy medium
 Receptionist, unhappy medium
 Excellent accommodations, am just a bellboy
 Beautiful surroundings, am just some gravel
 Or peat moss, what have you
 Or peat moss, what have you now
 Why must you treat me like you do?
 Don't you know it's all for you?
 Dear infatuation, you do not see me
 Die here beside you in see-through obscurity
 Governess, fancy-less
 We'll sound the alarm
 Drum up some simpleton for you
 To eat these apples from your eyes
 Emptiness fills room
 And your love's bud goes full bloom
 You don't love me, aren't thinking of me
 Why am I waiting for you to see I'm alive?
 Storybook ending, am just a ledger
 Hardly worth a mention or the paper
 It's written on and cried upon
 And kissed once by wax
 But still you treat me like you do
 With everything I've done for you
 Striking like a bird of prey
 Along your notepad now
 The only ear that turns your way
 My dear diary, it's just you and me tonight
 You don't love me, aren't thinking of me
 You don't love me, aren't thinking of me tonight
 Why am I waiting for you to see I'm alive?