The condensation on your lips
Lets me know that you’re still breathing
In conversation you have slipped
In my brain I must be bleeding
The fornication known as bliss
Leaves your shell open and seething
Just tell me who I have to kiss
To make this news somewhat relieving

The captain has jumped the ship
Now we’re swimming for the shore
I’m drowning but you sure know how to float along
Can only take such doom in doses
Small, aloof and precocious
And you smile as the water fills my lungs

Your words are second hand
Somehow your smile’s right on time
How’s that conscience taste
Without a hint of the divine
Give me honesty
Or give me a goodbye
There goes another chain breaking
Another nursery rhyme