to kill a mocking bird is a little different than killing your dad
but killing the light in the room before we make love well thats all right
you say you love me but cant stand my face
zone it out like im a radio i knew i should grow up and forget my dilly
then youd astound me with fervor and honor my upstanding middle class social place
have you been in to the woods behind our house, the wasps nest is inside a hurricane
the whisps of buzzing that stretch behind your ears come droning from my lips
im hunting for your acceptance, can you accept me as i am, hold me tight
i love you
irretrievably and unconditionally forever
can you ever comprehend what that means to my psyche when you bring me at night
so i would take the life of another just to spend mine with yours entwined by craving
i see the light as it shines through bark and moss up into your angelic body
freeze right there for me, ecause i am frozen, hurts to lose sight, hold me tight
i'll find you soon, i hope, i will make it to the fence and hope the wires to your barrack
the acoustic drumbeat and a symphony wil be drowned out by the smacking of planes
our souls as sole mates flying uncopiously into each other
let me find you.
