Woken

I wanna wake up with the birds

Be [bad word] into their home

Half of me is dry and half swimming out to sea

Half filled up and half alone

 

Puzzled

How can I keep myself in one piece

Trying out my body’s power

You couldn’t be what we wanted you to be

But electricity will keep me warm

 

I wanted so to be your hummingbird

When I know I can have all of you

But now the garden gate’s not open

I don’t think I can get through

 

Lying beside you sometimes I see stars

I start to hover, floating away

Uncreated worlds slowly approaching

I am cold and I am brave

 

Regarding the work/love ratio

I’ve found that, instead of feeling torn:

Darling, there’s no need to worry

‘cause electricity will keep me warm