Open Wound

Strike me down

With your beating wings

And remind me what it's like to feel things

I will not cower

I want for no shield

I am open like a wound

To replace the fragments

Of myself with you

To replace the fragments

Of myself with you

I will bear the scars of the fool

Every moment leaden

Every moment leaden

Once again, we dance

Together in slow motion

Once again, the ache returns

Of precarious devotion

Every moment leaden

Strike me down

With your beating wings

And remind me what it's like to feel things

I will not cower

I want for no shield

I am open like a wound

To replace the fragments

Of myself with you

To replace the fragments

Of myself with you

I will bear the scars of the fool

With faraway eyes

And solemn brow

Climb on top

And push your weight down

Place your hand

Over my mouth

And stop the words

From coming out

Leave me in a cage

My foot on a tether

And only return

To puck out all my feathers

One by one

Have you collected enough?

One by one

Are you done playing rough?

This hurts, hurts too much to be love