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