Furnace Woods
I will hold a place for you
All alone to see it through
And all these feelings are meant to grow
Inside our bodies, inside our bones
Some run away
I am a mountain a few yards away
You are the road
That bridges the waters and keeps me from cold
I will hold, oh
And I will hold a place for
You all alone to see it through
And all of these feelings
Are meant to grow, are meant to grow
And I will hold a place for
You all alone to see it through
And all of these feelings
Are meant to grow, are meant to grow
Tell someone you love them today, because life is short. But SHOUT it at them in German, because life is also terrifying and confusing.
Even when everything is going smoothly there is still at least one or more problems. Damnit man.
With One’s Heart In One’s Mouth
When all is lost,
You’ve got nothing more,
Nothing more to fear
Than me and lover’s plight
Draped across your tangled flesh and bones.
Your taste is all I know.
Someday you’ll find me
Where the darkness grows from your light
And the waters flow
Like rivers to your oceans
And your heart, your heart
It’s breaking mine to pieces
Wait
When all is lost,
You’ve got nothing more to fear
Than me,
Than me…

