Tarantula
MAXWELL FRASER, ROLLO ARMSTRONG, AYALAH BENTOVIM
Down in the shadows of your deepest secrets
I sleep next to the precepts you hold most dear
Your heart is in my province jour upon hour
I shiver when you feel the cold,
Everything you say I hear
Like a bomb and its fuse,
We bring bright light
But I could be a devil to you
I could bite like a tarantula
Right through the skin
And leave my poison dripping (dream)
Deliciously Unsuspecting
Protecting you from all harm
Except perhaps from reasoning (these arms)
That hold you