Locked,
in a windowless room
with a permanent light.

Caught,  [bad word] by the thought
in the back of my mind.

You- you asked me why
but you already know.
Already know.

When the lights go down I will bring you back to me

Because the sound of your heartbeat is the sound I believe.
It’s the rhythm of emotion forever taking me
away away, away above:
This is our Ministry of Love

Tongue
of the well crafted words
and the double think mind

Choked
by the party smoke.
All the petals turned white.

You- you asked me why
but you already know.
Only you know

When the lights go down I will bring you back to me

Cause the sound of your heartbeat is the sound I believe.
It’s the rhythm of emotion forever taking me 
away away, away above:
This is our Ministry of Love