Growing Square Eyes

Put my body in the hole, in the ground Underneath, there's no sound Burn all that I've written And every likeness of me When it's done and I'm pulled Down from the hanging tree If this if your love, save your love Hissing whispers on my eyes Hide the truth, the look belies By the neck guide me in Whispers and a sawtooth grin In whispers and secrecy My enemies conspired Fifty-thousand volts through A thread of copper wire If this is your love, save your love