if my mouth can't say anything worthwhile then let me have the mouth of an anglerfish, a maw that consumes let me think in prey and hunger and darkness,  contemplate mating and motion and nothing of a girl's worries  swimming slow and ponderous  (deliberate, dangerous) if there's no leaving this gloom, then teach me to build a refuge of it;  give me the instinct to make a home out of the empty places i want to sing saltwater, oh - i want jaws that could swallow the moon