How finer the days go
How purple the numbness of these things get
I’m running up on fire
I’m water to all things that used to burn
Old body goes back, lips turn to blue
Spitting out secrets in the mail room
You’ll only know dear, you’ll only see that
Blindness that covered belief

Hold there
Let me see into you

Old dazzled boots
A throwaway storm
This wind through your teeth to keep you warm
Now I find a yearning
So small like a seed
Spread life through the dead of a killing spree

And beauty’s the word dear
To find in your keep
My homeness settled you to sleep
You’ll only know dear
You’ll only see that
Blindness that covered belief