(Don't) look at me

That means no where I come from.
I am cold, out waiting for the day to come.
I chew my lips, and I scratch my nose
feels so good to be a rose.

Oh don't, don't you life me up
like I'm that shy, no no no no no, just give it up -
There are bats all dissolving in a row into the wishy-washy dark that can't let go.
I cannot let go, so I thank the lord, and I thank his sword!
'tho it be mincing up the morning, slightly bored.
O, morning without warning like a hole, and I watch you go.

There are some mornings when the sky looks like a road.
There are some dragons who were built to have and hold.
And some machines are dropped from great heights lovingly.
and some bellies ache with many bumblebees. (and they sting so terribly).

I do as I please.
Now I'm on my knees.
Your skin is something that I stir into my tea.
And I am watching you and you are starry, starry, starry
and I'm tumbling down, and I check a frown.

Well, just look around.
It's why I love this town:
just see me serenaded hourly!
celebrated sourly! dedicated dourly;
waltzing with the open sea -
clam, crab, cockle, cowrie : will you just look at me?