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 The lazy way they turned your head

 Into a rest stop for the dead

 And did it all in gold and blue and grey

 The efforts to allay your dread,

 In spite of all you knew and said,

 Were hard to see and harder still to say

 A comfort plush all laced in lead

 Was sent to quell your sentiment

 And keep your trembling sentinel hand at bay

 And when a sudden silhouette

 Escaped the top-side of your bed

 I knew you'd never ever be the same

 Is it not me?

 Am I not folded by your touch?

 The words you spoke

 I know too much

 It's over now

 And not enough

 Is it not me?

 The damage you hold inside your blush?

 The load you towed

 You showed it up

 It's over now

 And I'm insane

 Wild spirits winds from out your chest

 Collides with world and wilderness

 It needs a gentle hand to call it home

 Now surfs the sun and scales the moon

 And winds the waistband of her womb

 All eyes ablaze the day you break your mold

 Is it not me?

 Am I not culled into your clutch?

 The words you spoke

 I know too much

 We're closer now

 And said enough

 Is it not me?

 Am I not rolled into your crush?

 The road you chose

 Unloads control

 See it take me so

Go on throw this stone

Into this halfway home