I tied myself with wire.
To let the horses run free.
Playing with the fire until the fire played with me.

The stone was semi-precious.
We were barely conscious.
Two souls too smart to be
In the realm of certainty.
Even on our wedding day.

We set ourselves on fire.
Oh God, do not deny her.
It?s not if I believe in love.
But if love believes in me.
Oh, believe in me.

At the moment of surrender.
I folded to my knees.
I did not notice the passers-by.
And they did not notice me.

I?ve been in every black hole.
At the altar of the dark star.
My body?s now a begging bowl.
That?s begging to get back,
Begging to get back.

To my heart.
To the rhythm of my soul.
To the rhythm of my unconsciousness.
To the rhythm that yearns.
To be released from control.

I was punching in the numbers
At the ATM machine.
I could see in the reflection.
A face staring back at me.

At the moment of surrender.
Of vision over visibility.
I did not notice the passers-by.
And they did not notice me.

I was speeding on the subway.
Through the stations of the cross.
Every eye looking every other way.
Counting down ?til the pain would stop.

At the moment of surrender.
Of vision over visibility.
I did not notice the passers-by.
And they did not notice me.