And your bone is blown and broken in your coat
And your breath is frozen, flown inside your throat
And your blood is leaking down upon the road
And you cup your hand to eyes to stop the glow
And your nose remembers folk who spoke like this
The borders whose beleaguered lips you kissed
The bastard answers blathered like a script
The bastard fathers bartering their kids
And your fingers know the roads that feel like this
The darkened lots, the stench of ambergris
The pooling blood, the cooling blood
The mud that coaxed the daisies to appear
To break open your guard
To take hold of your scars
To break open your guard
To take hold of your heart
And did you feel yourself grow?
And did you kneel by the road?
And did you feel yourself hope?
Or did you kneel by the road?
And I go, I go, I go, I go, I go
And you know you know you know you know you know
And I suck, I suck, I suck, I suck, I suck
And you grasp, you glasp, you rasp, you stroke your throat
And tell me I'm foregone, tell me I'm foregone
And tell me I loved
And tell me I fell
And tell me I loved to love the love that loved to fall
A fall that wouldn't break your throat at all