Drag me by the hand
through rainy thoughts
and neon dreams
Like a beheaded body
the severed love
keeps twitching on
Even as those lies recede
beyond the dead dead stars
there is hope to be awoken
and yet realise a cause
You can bring cut flowers
and burn incense, sunset-sweet
You can bring me purest gold and
lay it down to make a street
We've all been cut and maimed
dragged and beaten, crushed and shamed
diseased and hungered,
captive, robbed and teased
but we will never
ever
be tamed
You can torment my spirit
from beyond all future thought
agonise and pick my faults
with all the bad dreams you have caught
In the end when we are nothing
in the end, you are my all
When every path's been wended (as mum said)
"least said, soonest mended"