I’m someone else’s name, or even just a sound
Delicate, like a seashell’s inner chambers
I’m the weeping tenderness of slender arms
The Holy Ghost gazing from an icon
I’m something you can’t change
A torn cry of agony, a final realization
A thread torn from pearl-white days
Lost long ago when she still loved you
Despair grips this machine’s heart
I’m afraid of nothing, just like you
I understand
A closed circuit, a humming current
I spit in the face of the past
Flecked with blood
I’m starlight, millions of years old
Piercing the weakness of human eyes
I’m a blade gleaming “no”
Cutting away the the joy that was ours
Despair grips this machine’s heart
I’m afraid of nothing, just like you
I understand
A closed circuit, a humming current
I spit in the face of the past
Flecked with blood