I'm gonna put you down for a little while
And see if I can still breathe
But you'll come back with that certain smile
When I'm not sure what I believe
Oh everyone's a poet on a Friday afternoon
And a philosopher on Sunday in the loneliness of their bedroom
But you break down the past until you've broken all your years
Choosing consistency of bitterness over joys intermittent tears
I pity you the things you know that stop you knowing more
I've seen your wisdom scratched into a broken toilet door
Oh my Father, what have you done
Oh my Mother, to everyone
Oh my brother, what could it be
Oh my sister, what's wrong with me
So you don't like the way he makes you feel about yourself
You need a lie to guide the way well maybe I could help
We could get so low we'd never have to see a star
A life's not a long time to be fooled, it doesn't matter who you are
Still I'd like to try another way to fall under your rule
So hypnotize my faithful eyes and put me back in school
I must be close, I feel your throat and I can hear your sound
Like a leaf scratching the air on its way down to the ground
Oh my Father, what have you done
Oh my Mother, to everyone
Oh my brother, what could it be
Oh my sister, what's wrong with me
My lover she is far away my innocence is close
It's coming back to see me in the armour of a ghost
I need someone beside me as I feel my way through life
If I can give a form to you will you please be my wife?