I draw from you when I am not quite whole.
My legend’s ending but through you I keep
A name, a life, a body and a soul.

My life was torn asunder with my role
By this disease. From the wound despair seeps.
I draw from you when I am not quite whole.

In you my mind escapes this fetid hole
And revels in the seeds it plants and reaps
A name, a life, a body and a soul.

Yet soon I know Time will take what I stole
For dreams are only for when I’m asleep.
I draw from you when I am not quite whole.

My tongue withers. My heart burns hot like coal
For deadly thoughts in silent rooms will creep.
A name, a life, a body and a soul

Will all soon die. In you I must cajole
An urge to stack the shelves with memories
I draw from you when I am not quite whole -
My name, my life, my body and my soul.