Guilt Quilt

You wear your guilt like a quilt All to keep out of the cold Though you're warm in the cold is your knowing And your covered seem warm But your shoulders are showing Slip off your clarcle of electric light On your white guilty skin Milk in the sun like your Eyes on the moon take Away from the flies that plague You still shroud today It's hot and I'm distracted And I can't think straight From all the heats distortion and your crookey ways For all the time that's passed Even if a stone spined efdgy Could not save whats dead in the grave Tho the prayers prayed might stay in the stone save It's hot and I'm distracted And I can't think straight For all the heats distortion and your crooked ways