Lady, all the troubles are my fright,
I disgust you.
Feel the power you cut the [bad word] into you.
Why do you think I did not on this rely?
I could kiss you, lines of escape in my mouth.

Please, let me bring back these gifts of mine to the woman,
Stars shined on my back as I slept and knew you.
You didn't leave it all, you made an even call.
My belly released the stars
And tears between the scars.

Below this we'll end here until the end of time,
Beyond the moment that ends our bondage.
I am your failed husband contender,
I'm your loan shark of bliss.

This dream you've ridden on
Turns your world to explosions.
I need to be alone to heal this bleeding stone.

Now smell the rain of London, it still insists.
That we beg for our purity
As if we are pure in the reign of our contentment,
As if I can think of this no more.