our hands do not make mistakes
these angles of imprisonment
reflecting fingers arguing for safety
i am shattered but not ashamed
i am captured but never maimed
heaven brought you to me
this singularity begets questioning  
and freezes our timelines
as if they were undermining diamonds
will you cry for me a thousand stories
and try me before the court of glory
houses darken when day is over
bid farewell to samsara
and express for once hello lover
why strut your stuff on the boulevards
if there's plenty of bread and water
here to nourish our hearts
your borrowed money
is returned with interest
so finish the distance
between your infant minstrels
and your microwavable dinners
we seek comfort in memories
and nonreturnable movies
it deepens our connection to the mystery
her hands are always holding me
and in their grips i am free
to be myself undeniably true
departing like a vulture
and coming back to you
rest now my love and save me a smile
you know i’ll return
after i’ve traveled for awhile
and gone towards the sky
in several days you’ll rise
breaking out of that rusty cage
noone waits for anything these days
locks break whenever
we are expecting
them to straighten out our problems
so solve your mistakes
or make cakes and bake them in shallow ovens
slap me in the face again
whenever i am chasing
hours of beauty and sunlight
when wasted we rest again
in red faith and foreign money
forsaking the reasons you never gave
you left me wondering
for a thousand more years