Always awake, why is it night?
Limbs shake, standing at the precipice.

And I want someone to hold me.
Face gaunt, I dreamt of it.
Limbs shake, I awoke to it.
And I want someone to hold me.
Always awake, too much to be.

evening guest
so elegant a dress
dance my mind to
dust
on the shelves
Beauty herself
leaves my mouth wide
open
ballrooms and Dazed plumes
the Threat of dance always in the room
yet still I hope you'll take my
hand

What strange pride becomes me, whips me, wears me,
Parades as me within the sheets of a bed I don't belong to.

O, tongueless lovers that feed me words you can no longer taste,
Forgive me.

It makes my blood run smooth.
My heart loses its rhyme
When your skin touches mine.
I want to bring my hand to thine,
But I am too afraid to move.
When your skin touches mine
It makes my blood run smooth.

Is it you who pulls at my nerves?
Even now, you make me tremble.
It seems the earth has come uncurved,
So I may look across oceans to see you.
Even now, you make me tremble.