If I had seen your paradise,
I'd welcome rain come in again.
If you had to me entice.
Had I not born my soul, a drunk,
disguised as lust behind my cups,
my head'd lay softly on this bunk.
We should not us, dear dreamers,
think our words perfectly heard.
We are prone to fall awake.
As I am prone to cry by night,
when most clearly comes the light.

That rose colored glass.
Our uninterrupted smiles and our
Soft forget-me sighs.
Was it glass?
Or was it smoke.
Was it razors and cigarettes?
Well, it encased my heart, my eyes, my tongue.
But not my ears.
They heard.
And slowly, through my veins the message crawled,
And slowly my tongue began to speak.
My eyes, they saw.
My heart, it felt.
But quickly I was fed
More smoke and cigarettes.
More glass, repaired as time began its inevitable
drip.
Drip, drip, enjoy.
Drip, drip, swallow,
Our doubts, our pains, our ever-present sighs.
I should have listened to our melodies.

More smoke and cigarettes
As I tried blow the smoke away.
And tried to spit the drip.
But glass it was and, love, despite my efforts,
T'was you who blew the final
Blow.
And still the glass remains.
Its sharp corners and its razor edge
In my eyes
My tongue
My heart.
The edges I will use
As they are now.
And rebuild that rosey shade with them
And smoke
And cigarettes.

Why, my, you're beautiful
Didn't you sing to me once?
There was a cigarette and a tree,
I believe.
A glass of milk you left behind,
And a heart you never saw
And there was a heart I never saw
But my **** mouth, it ran away
Abandoned me
Telling tales I wish I could hold

Suppose I am your worst cliche...
Suppose I am your worst cliche.
Could I be your best cliche?

Why, my, they're beautiful.
I'll love them because they are
Half you.

Didn't you make me laugh once?
On a bed, in a room, in a house, in a town, in our state
Didn't you make me ache once?
Behind a door, all alone, unbeknownst to you

But **** my mouth abandoned me.

he looked at me
I felt neither safe nor fear.
Magnificent.
his coat looked warm
his muscles well used.
he looked away but I did not.

I saw the power and the pain
should I falsely move.
but i am still young
his massive head not yet a weapon
his feet paw not at me
I felt no fear nor safe.