Hem it on my shoulder.
Sew it in our skin.
Subject to time my
mind, it runs again.
Gracefully deceiving,
ink bleeds in.
Goodness, gracious, sin.
Alabaster snowflakes
build a man of whim.
This hollow head of mine
bids me confide in him.
Seasons of our frailty,
love's portrait, she is mine.
Do I know where you go?
That's not the truth I find.
Lonely in your heaven,
you've lived hard enough to know.
That ache inside your bones
bids you up to let love grow.
Wear me down with all you've got.
Chisel to my soul.
Show me how to make it stop,
I fear my head says go.
Loosen all your substance.
Trail it in the wind.
Give me back your words, I
wasn't through with them.
Pour in me compassion.
Reign my spirit in.
I'll be waiting on you,
lover born a friend.
Lonely in your heaven,
you've lived hard enough to know.
That ache inside your bones
bids you up to let love grow.
Wear me down with all you've got.
Chisel to my soul.
Show me how to make it stop,
I fear my head says go.
Tell them I'm en route.
Them them how a new soul came to town.
Tell them fear speaks loud,
still I hear you somehow.
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