As If Now I Understand

歌詞

Of all these meager losses, but as waves the moon provokes into a rage Whose passion drives them upwards, and whose tiny violent fates Drives them down into a froth whose dissipation seems to mimic The acknowledgment of age And how else to describe the awkward fundamental Curiosity of wondering if the flame we once called life could be lit again But to note the earthen core, and the temporary permanence Of sun, that seem a constant While our bodies seem but sitting rooms we visit in And "chris," you say, and then put our your hand And as men do, then I take it, as if now I understand How else to describe the differences in illness That disfigure without killing, but as cliffs against a wind off the pacific Holding seeds of stronger flowers, or of acrobatic bushes Or of crevice-buried grasses With tenacious old savannah dreams to mimic And "chris," you say, and then put our your hand And as men do, then I take it, as if now I understand How else to describe the body in this chair And the notebook in this lap, and the space-pen in this hand, attempting new refrains But as specter in the costume of a fleshly aspiration Chasing that which panic teases Cooling blood into believing that the soul has yet retained And "chris," you say, and then put our your hand And as men do, then I take it, as if now I understand