So you can save my life saying the things I need to hear
Gently beating me tender since it’s so hard to feel
And these days without your haze
They rot my heart but you weld it back with steel
I’ve dared to embed you in my brain
Risking your precious voice with fire every time I faint
For all this and less they have made men saints
But the abused dog always shies away from pain, not for an ounce of gain
I think I’m fading away, I think I’m aged, I think you
should just send me away
You’re the one that hasn’t left
So many times do phantom lips kiss
So pregnant with all the things that make men equal
And what make men like you saints
That’s why you’re pinned in my ear
Saying the things I need to hear
Invisible rays hope to peel shells away
And maybe it’ll be okay for just one day
And maybe that calm will last all the way
But maybe it’ll all fall apart again
But at least I have a key witness to my self-destruction
And I know I love you far beyond this function
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