That I might be a part of this
ripple on water from a lonesome drip
A fallen tree that witness me
I m alone,
/
Him and me.
And that life itself can not aspire
to have someone be so admired
I threw creation to my kin
/
with the silence broken by a whispered wind.
All of this can be broken
All of this can be broken
/
Hold your devil by his spoke and spin him to the ground.
And root to root and tip to tip
I look at him my country drip
Leathered up in all his fears
/
But someone brought you close to tears.
And many trains and many miles
brought you to me on this sunny isle
What of which you wish to speak
/
Have you come here to rescue me?
All of this can be broken
All of this can be broken
/
Hold your devil by his spoke and spin him to the ground.
But the love of your life
lives but lies no more
and where she lay
/
a flower grows.
The arms that fed
the babes that wed
and the backs have bled,
/
keeping her in tow.
/
But I am kee-per
/
And I hold your face away from light
/
I am yours till they come
/
I am yours till they come.
Eye to eye
Nose to nose
ripping off each others clothes
/
in the most peculiar way.
Eye to eye
Nose to nose
ripping off each others clothes
/
in the most peculiar way.
