Dinu Lipatti's Bones

We stank of hair dye and ammonia
 We sealed ourselves away from view
 You were looking at the void and seldom blinking
 The best that I could do was to train my eyes on you
 We scaled the hidden hills beneath the surface
 Scraped our fingers bloody on the stones
 And built a little house that we could live in
 Out of Dinu Lipatti's bones
 We kept our friends at bay all summer long
 Treated the days as if they'd kill us if they could
 Wringing out the hours like blood-drenched bedsheets
 To keep wintertime at bay, but December showed up anyway
 There was no money; it was money that you wanted
 I went downtown, sold off most of what I owned
 And we raised a tower to broadcast all our dark dreams
 From Dinu Lipatti's bones