And she'll make finger paintings
in my eyes and in my mind
trace the lines of my love with her breath
and then she'll draw the blinds
I press my face against the window
of the chamber where she entertained him
how he serenaded her
on admiration's violin
I came running down the hall
stumbled stopped until I fell
I saw his figure dark and tall
and he cracked this oyster's shell
I went whining to my cage
and they danced out to the hill
where he lies atop her in his rage
because he knows she loves me still
And she will reap the blossoms
of our sin where he sowed the seeds
out on the hilltop
but there's nothing there but glass and broken weeds
which cut her brittle feet
like the cuts he made upon her heart
and she'll come crawling back to me
bloody-kneed we'll pray in the dark
La da la da da da da da
she'll sing notes all ringing clear
from out her vacancies and thoughts
echoing from ear to ear
and I will cry beneath the bed
of my intolerable shame
where she will lie for ever more
the girl of all names
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