you simmering heat you morning dew i have to quiet so far down to hear you your yearning voice your whispering carries away the louder sounds i'm used to i'm a rounded stone in a trickling stream a glowing coal enwombed in ashy bedding erode away my name and face my time and space to deeper places than i've given you relax your gates my love awaits to fold into your quiet depths and patient truths to couple with the subtle grace that lives in you...

you want me acting like you're just another woman don't want to live outside this moment with the serious things i might say to you so you're just another woman i'm just another man we're not the last two people or anything you never called me lover i never gave you cause it's such a sad strange shame, this drama, so i'm gonna tell you the truth honey or venom, i'm a conduit i don't mean to be rude, but brave words hurt when they go unsaid, so cover your ears you'd rather not hear the few serious things i might say to you. at least you know i mean it you just pretend you're casual like we are not both responsible and i can barely touch you you shrink from grander plans out of fear it'll get out of hand, so i'm gonna tell you the truth honey or venom, i'm a conduit i don't mean to be rude, but brave your affections only come when boozed, babe cover your ears if you'd rather not hear the few serious things i might say to you. if we cannot bear the weight of our past relations who's to say that we could ever bear to love in spite of the pain that we've caused? to love inside of... but you want me acting like you're just another woman so you can thank yourself when that's what i start doin', baby i'm just another man and we are both afraid of the serious things i might say to you.

let it all get out set it all splayed there on the table if we're to make this work none of our horses can stay in the stable chomping at the bit churning up dust with restless hooves empty your pockets and unpack the boxes you left underfoot and let it all get out open up your heart and throat and sacrum if we're to see this through we must see through our explanations squeezing till it hurts squandering our limited resources and praying for the worst to justify our wasted sacred forces it's time for full disclosure time this cold war's over time to own our demons time to meet our reasons time to bare our teeth and let the plovers clean them and let it all get out stand up and uncap that volcano if we're to live at all we must acknowledge the buried anger pushing at our doors a still-unexploited energy source so dig to the core and do not be afraid of who you are anymore.

the sky was bronze bleeding we sat waiting to watch the sun setting but our question’s not in the sun nor is its answering you scream and you shout you pierce and you pout you clear and you cloud but still you get yourself into these circumstances that knock you down and until goal and ground that poor ego will not surrender, can not surrender. i knew you weren’t asleep, just dying to more and more one world at a time, sinking sight through levels of illusion you scream and you shout you flee and you flout you shine and you shroud but still you get yourself into these circumstances that knock you down and until goal and ground that poor ego will not surrender, can not surrender! even now, you fight it...