father john misty
smoochie
When my personal demons are screaming And when my door of madness is half-open  You stand alongside And say something to the effect That everything'll be alright soon, smoochie  Chaos attends to creation And when the shadows inside me vie for attention  You stand alongside And say something perfect like "concealment feeds the fear." And hand me a sea peach And say, "Come, come over here, smoochie."