Norma

A bedside bottle of dark

A vague cape of decision eating its' path to your heavy heart

Why are we asking why?

Did you wonder as you wept?

I watched you cry some time ago

You conveyed to me your conviction

You told me through your eyes that you were being eaten slow

And the helpless soul I am,

all I could do was bear to listen

We slap your icon around like a stick

We swing your body around like it's a pillow full of pills

and we'll spill you out

While we hope that you'll slump back to us with one good hit

We are apologies waved by sinners in the wind

We are commandments split open with a pin

I held your hand with my heart

We weigh in the same, though it should not be this way

With my ear pressed against the recieving end

I can hear the rhythms when they end

I wish you would have wished for better...

I wish you would have wished for better...