"Box Cutters" lyrics

Shots from a gun
Lightning and rain
In a thunderstorm
It all sounds the same

See, I been thinking box cutters
And a warm bath
A rose-petaled
Eyes-closed collapse

To go finally to sleep
To rest, to rest
A beautiful dream
Beautiful dream

Plum wine
Warms the veins
Russian roulette
Is a winning game

Fall from a tractor
Into the blades
The sun comes up
Just your bones remain

To go finally to sleep
To rest, to rest
A beautiful dream
Beautiful dream

Carbon monoxide in the garage
Put the seat back
Turn the engine on
Let it run

Drown in the waves
Ocean and blue
Let go, let go
Let 'em think you didn't mean to

To go finally to sleep
To rest, to rest
A beautiful dream
Beautiful dream