Thursday, November 15, 2007

Holes

I fell in love with a man full of holes
His tears reflect the pain caught in his soul
Each drop is concentrated, purely his pain
Swirling hurricane, his steaming downpour of rain
The currents keep circling, won’t let the pain go
Pretender, imagine that you’ve sealed all the holes
But I see his scars
And they’re burning
They’re busting
With every flow
Its turning
It’s rushing
And I’m trying to be the eye of the storm
Centering peace is hard all on my own
But he’s my man of holes
I fell in love with a man full of holes
His tears reflect the pain caught in his soul
Each drop is concentrated, purely his pain
Swirling hurricane, his steaming downpour of rain
The currents keep circling, won’t let the pain go
Pretender, imagine that you’ve sealed all the holes
I won’t let go
I won’t just leave you behind
My man of holes
Let me heal your soul
I won’t let go
I won’t let go
I love my man of holes
Leaking unsealed pain of his soul
Pushing, pulling, fogging rain
My own beautiful hurricane
My man of holes
man of holes

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