Who can I trust?
My thoughts are not my own
They fly about the room
Twisted and torn
I get no rest from the longing
No rest from rain
Choking on blood, I call out for my father
He cannot hear me, he's so far away
Billy Clubs and boot heels come thumping down the sidewalk
Sometimes they cause me to shake
Is there a god?
I think I see her in the shadows
in wood and stone
Sometimes it causes me to tremble
Sometimes it causes me to shake
Sometimes it causes me to tremble
Sometimes it causes me to hate