those nights still matter
who would have thought?
there was blooming flower
amongst the rot

who would have thought
you'd make your way
leading me along
the sweet decay

you were so serene
I don't know, I mean,
the whole scene seemed
ripped from that one good dream

I felt your body
I knew it's contours
I traced your silhouette
colored inwards & outwards

I miss that feeling
it was something else
I was okay with my place
amongst your shelf

from within your shelter
I so sensed your center
awed at flower-wrought archway
I craved to enter

intention never ever resembles
any mention of any pieces assembled
the fine lines I've acknowledged
I'm scanning within the middle

I've since longed to be with you
within you without you

there is a feeling
fleeting
i mean
there was
something
on my mind

it lumbered in
without
greeting
and sat
wherever
it deemed fine

there was
meaning
i meant
to bring
with me to what
is here & now

but answers
elude me
i'm left with what
that thinking
did allow

it's never
anything
good or
helpful
it's mostly dreadful
and bathed in doubt

yet i wander
wonder & ponder
what all
this feeling
is about

it won't make anymore
sense, it won't it won't
and that's fine that
it won't, it won't, it won't

that's fine that it won't
i'll force myself afloat

you'll see me heel & toe
with the undertow

i'm reaching for touch
i ask for too much

i will find complete peace
in the sun & snow

Give me back my broken night
my mirrored room, my secret life
it's lonely here,
there's no one left to torture
Give me absolute control
over every living soul
And lie beside me, baby,
that's an order!
Give me crack and **** ***
Take the only tree that's left
and stuff it up the hole
in your culture
Give me back the Berlin wall
give me Stalin and St Paul
I've seen the future, brother:
it is ******.
Things are going to slide, slide in all directions
Won't be nothing
Nothing you can measure anymore
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world
has crossed the threshold
and it has overturned
the order of the soul
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant
You don't know me from the wind
you never will, you never did
I'm the little jew
who wrote the Bible
I've seen the nations rise and fall
I've heard their stories, heard them all
but love's the only engine of survival
Your servant here, he has been told
to say it clear, to say it cold:
It's over, it ain't going
any further
And now the wheels of heaven stop
you feel the devil's riding crop
Get ready for the future:
it is ******
Things are going to slide ...
There'll be the breaking of the ancient
western code
Your private life will suddenly explode
There'll be phantoms
There'll be fires on the road
and the white man dancing
You'll see a woman
hanging upside down
her features covered by her fallen gown
and all the lousy little poets
coming round
tryin' to sound like Charlie Manson
and the white man dancin'
Give me back the Berlin wall
Give me Stalin and St Paul
Give me Christ
or give me Hiroshima
Destroy another fetus now
We don't like children anyhow
I've seen the future, baby:
it is ******
Things are going to slide ...
When they said REPENT REPENT ...

I won't tell you what
you deserve
that is not my place
less even my business

but it's clear what
you desire
I feel those things
occupying your mind

I want to be the
comfort you seek
but you see, time
hasn't been kind

you have no part in
what transpired,
those pretty reasons
I'm bitterly inspired,

now that for once
I'm desired, why when
I've been denied
would I deny her?