Anger, vanity, you mix that together with liquor, you’ve got two brothers that haven’t spoken in ten years. Ah, whatever it was that made me and Lyle so mad… don’t matter anymore. I want to make peace, I want to sit with him, look up at the stars… like we used to do, so long ago.
Black Phillip, Black Phillip,
A crown grows out his head,
Black Phillip, Black Phillip,
To nanny queen is wed.
Jump to the fence post,
Running in the stall.
Black Phillip, Black Phillip,
King of all!
Here, I can take up the whole of the sky
Unfurling, becoming my full size
And look at me burst through the ceiling
Aren’t you so glad you came?
Breathless and begging and screaming my name
Screaming my name
If you’re alone, I’ll come ho-ho-home