Love Is Worth Suffering For

Who cremated the morning And sprinkled it over my forehead? It's not a day of worship Unless I haven't got the facts straight. I can see from my window The sprinklers shooting like cool rubber bands And The grass reaches out like so many hungry hands Like so many hungry hands Well, I have waited in vain For you to return and bless my bed And I watched the sun crawl up And shoot down with a hole through his head But I followed it surely 'Cause he moves so painfully slow Saying love is worth suffering for Live without it and you'll know Live without it and you'll know You'll surely know When the evening slows And the cicadas lull I try to remember something I already know With a fish hook and a history book Well the best lack all conviction And the worst are stoned to death And the worst are stoned to death When the light burns into memory And my heart cries to the centuries Let the fire, go ahead and the let fire out of me Only then will I Only then will I But I will, only then will I I will, only then will I I will