Guillotine
After the storm
After you're gone
Where are my arms?
Where is my arm?
After our love,
Needy and strong,
Falls on the floor
Dirty and wrong
After your voice
Ccuts through my chest
How can I stand
To hear again?
After our love,
Deeper than deep,
Severs the soul
How can I be?
After I feel
What I feared most
After the storm
Where are my arms?
After the storm
Where are my hands?
How can I touch
Without my hands?
Guillotine love
We always knew
Long before storms
Ever came through