Bees

There's a voice that pulls me stumblin' through a symphony

And the less of it I need, the more I get

Till I'm swept up by the shape of all the centuries

Like an echo in the chambers of my chest

I think she fears I'll be a servant to my history

Or worse, a slave to someone else's misplaced doubts

So I try too hard to kill what's out to kill me

Till I'm blind and hidin' in the lion's mouth

And the words she aches to hear pour through my canyon

And they're singin' in the caverns of my limbs

Though I do my best to try to understand them

They only follow me like vultures in the end

I one read that I should write somethin' worth readin'

Or I should do somethin' worth writin' about

And as my ears, they buzz like bees upon the ceilin'

I start to pour a little more than I'm allowed

I said our hearts know deeper seasons than our memories

She said this harvest might sustain us for a year

And of all the thousand ways the world could tempt me

I've never met a better fighter than her fear

So as I try to breathe the air that she is breathin'

And we dance a lightless dance upon my floor

I am burnin' to tell her she's all I'm needin'

But I'm drowned out by all the noise outside the door

Carried by the current of the mornin'

Miles below the surface of the dawn

This is not the place that I was born in

But that doesn't mean it's not the place where I belong