Awe at All Angles

I am not adornments Joined on new walls I am torn muscle I am budding bruise The good pain While the deeper hurt Are these truths I am not a bridge No I am not two ends Not two ends that meet to make one I am white water I am awe at all angles Oh, I am not held hands I'm not making plans No, I'm not your man I'm a goddamn conduit Girl, I'm piss and vinegar I am white water I am awe at all angles Awe at all angles Courting over dinner And a bottle of wine I said "You look real pretty And your haircut's nice" For christ's sake This is not living It's killing time My body's in the cage But I'm in the sky I am white water I am awe at all angles Awe at all angles