Lune-Days

Am I your Enough
I can't feel you anymore
Am I your Enough
I can't fill you anymore

Then and there I see so well
My daughter is in need
Narrow is my skull
And I mourn to believe
I'm the last included
In the acts of the town
Furious good health

Then and there I took of you your luck
And then your crutch
Raining out as much
Pure as water in as much
I have made under my inseam all there is to make
On Lune-Days I'll need it cut

(They've yet to curse-screw I)
I took my dinner to the teeth
(They've yet to curse-screw I)
Now rape the feathers from my skin
(They've yet to curse-screw I)
You carry a candle in a cruse
(They've yet to curse-screw I)
Is this so?

Hide beyond the court
Before I'm covered in his suit
Pulled by my bare leg
Into the middle of the moon
I and my antumbra
Could mean happiness for life
(Where is the health)

Reach for it now

Then and there I took to you the thing you never asked
Body with a long-standing crutch
I have laid in your place such a beneficial egg
Watch and hatch

Am I your Enough
I can't feel you anymore
Am I your Enough
I can’t fill you anymore