you burned a hole right inside of me
since then god has held his breath beside me
when the wonder, the thunder, was over
you couldn't remember if i ever told you
the ritual of crazy june
and her tender habit
of spitting into the moon
in my dreams i sleep in the palm of his hand
sheltered by a cloud of mistakes
my world turns over a thousand times
before i realize
i never stopped loving you
and it eats a hole bigger than your shoe
and the horror chokes me til i turn blue
i can't find enough air to think again
i don't care if i ever do
i could grab you tighter than a demon
and hold on til i let go
but i cannot hold tight enough even for two
when all along
i just wanted to stand next to you
and breathe in your clover dew
i can't find it in me anymore
to shut the fucking door
i just wander over this damned living room
and travel through the haunting rhythm
of the life i wanted with you