Every thing I thought I'd learned
Ambition and illusion turned
To drawings on a loose leaf sheet
Of tarts and cakes I couldn't eat

What in her do I require?
The face of gratified desire
What in me does she require?
The face of a gratified desire

Brownish spider,
Brownish leaf
Confirms my deepest held belief.
No more spider,
No more leaf,
No more me,
No more belief.