I persist in thinking
That i will eventually
Come to grips with this love
But it seems its not really a viable option
For you are given to hiding
Your fire in the chapel
That turned my hands into rusted spirals
And burnt embers of virtue
Love is a voice lost in the gutter
It's a boiling *** filled with leaves and herbs
While you make comfrey tea and drink cider
Made from the webs of an obsessive compulsive spider
We shake our hips to the inordinate sounds of sonic thunder
With every drummer on the planet simultaneously convulsing
So burn and burn again, make new friends
And eventually you'll stand a tiny bit taller
Until you share the weight of eternity that is placed on your plate
In the place where Prometheus dared to give these mortals their name
And forged the fire of freedom's flames into our destiny
Grief is a ****** lip
Whenever lies have slipped
From your mouth too easily
We take our turn-arounds with grace
As if life was just a beautiful graveyard
Where we display our hesitation a bit too hastily
Hundreds of cows dream and drown in this music
Their hunger is as abundant as your lungs are fruitful
Still your lips are useful for drowning in
So i penetrate the sound barrier's *****
Until your bountiful legs rebound off the horizon
At the speed of a mile a minute
There is still no time to waste or wait
For she obviously tries to break my heart every day
When there is no time for complacency
I contemplate drowning in the lake of your desire
As your lips are fiery threads that offer silence to the sacred
There are no highlighters here to underline your tears
Or mark the ways you’ve made the world a better place
Instead i choose to caress the left side of your face with my hand
Until the rest of the world notices our asymmetrical display of affection
And the room is now spinning in space
As hundreds of books fly from the shelves
And make eternity their permanent resting place
We try to edify ourselves too quickly these days
And I wont pretend to confess my sorrow to the dawn
Or try to control you with these words that you've outworn
For we both have already contended
That at the end of the day this love is probably
Not even worth mentioning