One in my head
Dream left in my head
Crosses raise in my head
Crosses collapse in my head
Fear like a stray child in my head
Where do these questions go? In my head?
Oh God, I don't want you here in my head
Jesus Christ, is this still rotting in my head?
Hungry for words I've yet to be fed
Lay these sins in a river lined with lead
Rosary tied tightly 'round your neck
Its beads unbound and scattered in my head
Shower me in riches until I'm dead
In stories spilled through silver tongues in my head
Too late for a second coming. Was there a first?
Do we now live as saints of nothing? Not even one thing?
Not even one?
One in my head, in my
