A Spindle, a Darkness, a Fever, and a Necklace

(Alright)
"So long everything" he shouted
Then he ran next door to Margot's house (Margot's)
"I'm moving" he said
"Where?" asked Margot
"Two weeks away"
"Two weeks away?" He said
"Mitchell, where is that?" Asked Margot (Mitchell)
"It's everywhere, I will be after I walk for two weeks" said Mitchell
"I have lived in the same place for a long time
It is time for me to go someplace, east"
"Else"
"No, " said Margot, "You have only lived next door for fifty years"
"Sixty, " said Mitchell
"Fifty, sixty. What's the difference?" Said Margot (what's the difference)
"I want you to stay next door forever"
"I can't, " said Mitchell"
"I do not want to go wake up in the same old bed "
"And eat breakfast in the same old kitchen
Every room in my house is the same old room, because I have lived there too long"

You turn on a spindle
You're so much looser now
But you're not explaining how
You gained such new repose

I touch the clasp of your locket
With its picture held
Some secret you wouldn't tell
But let it choke your neck

So we imagine a darkness
Where all shapes divide
Solids changing into light
With a burst of heat so bright

Well fine, don't you do what I want you to
Don't degrade yourself the way I do
Because you don't depend upon all the shit that I use
To make my moods improve

"And you look at me and think, same old face, same old tail
Same old scales, same old walk, same old talk" said Margot
"No, " said Mitchell, "I like your face, tail
Scales, walk and talk. I like you"
"I like, like, like you too, " said Mitchell
He walked through the door
"I must pack" he said

Near a sea of pianos
There were waves of chords
That crashed against the shore
In one huge and useless roar

And there were girls bringing water
Like a dream they came
To cool the fever of my brain
And soothe my burning throat

And they made me a necklace
Hanging beads of sweat
On a string of my regrets
And they placed it 'round my neck

And they were singing
"Don't you do what you've wanted to"
"Yeah, don't destroy yourself
Like those cowards do"
"Maybe the sun keeps coming up
Because it has gotten used to you
And your constant need for proof"