The Downstreamers - Bellerophon

I wanna sleep in your temple
Crawl on your golden floors
I'll be your Bellerophon
Take a ride on your winged horse

Snakes and birds crawled up on me
Slythering the way down
I fell for Venus de Milo
Cracked my skull when I hit the ground

She stood up on the crack and she stood back behind the trees
She said, "Won't you chase me please?"
Knock down your doors and trophies of war pollute your halls
But you're not there at all

Once I chased another woman
The one with limestone eyes
You put her face on your wallpaper
Then you sat on your bed and you cried

Once I tried to be your hero
For 20 years I stayed afloat
You said your babys gonna leave
Better take your gun and jump off your boat

She stood up on the sands and held battle plans over the shore
We await your call
Knock down your doors and trophies of war pollute your halls
But you're not there at all
Knock down your doors and trophies of war pollute your halls
But you're not there, not at all

Written by:
Matthew Boles

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