Dinner for Two

In a town where no one goes,
In a yard where nothing grows,
He sits amongst his woes,
I see a boy.

A table set for two,
his suit shiny and new,
his face a pale blue,
I see a boy.

Candles and fireflies,
(are) tiny dots in the sky,
his eyes hollow and dry,
I see a boy.

A bottle of French wine,
A plate of gnocchi and pine,
he looks as if he's dying,
I see a boy.

But in this contradictory place,
full of vulgarity and grace,
I look at his face,
(and) I look for the girl.

The linen is covered in dust,
the chairs are starting to rust,
his soul has a thirst,
I find the girl.

Beside the table and the chairs,
you find a drawing of stairs,
at his feet he timidly stares,
She rests beneath the world.

So every full moon night,
when the stars are shining bright,
he gathers all his might,
and sets a dinner for two.

"I dragged her to this grave,
gave her the death that she craved,
now I pretend to be brave,
When she asks for dinner for two".