A Little Song for You

I threw a stone into the river just to see the ripples dance
I tied a handbell to my kite string to try and guide you out of hell
I planted bindweed under your balcony so I could climb into your nest
Pull the veins out of my left hand and make a ribbon for your dress

I pawned my eyes out at the market: there was nothing left to observe
I tipped the newsboy with a fortune, rearranged his words into your name
I tried to build your cyborg copy but it turned out a bit askew
I yelled out to God make me defective so I could be fixed up by You

Oh, You
Yes, You
You know who you are
You

A white dove landed on my window ledge, felt like the perfect place to roost
Her black eyes spied me with envy, her heart overflowing with lust
I spotted her while lighting my candles: she got startled and immediately flew
Her presence reminded me of eternity, her absence reminded me of You

Oh, You
Yes, You
You know who you are
You

So now I find myself in darkness, where I can’t see the orchids bloom
Locked up in some maniac’s basement, chained to a replica of the Moon
In each crater there’s a mirror and she lights some candles every noon
Brings me food almost every Wednesday, except for when I ask about You

Oh, You
Yes, You
You know who you are
You