What He Wrote

Forgive me, Hera, I cannot stay

He cut out my tongue, there is nothing to say

Love me? Oh Lord, he threw me away

He laughed at my sins, in his arms I must stay

He wrote

"I'm broke, please send for me"

But I am broken too

And spoken for, do not tempt me

Her skin is white, and I'm light as the sun

So holy light shines on the things you have done

So I asked him how he became this man

How did he learn to hold fruit in his hands?

And where is the lamb that gave you your name?

He had to leave though I begged him to stay

Left me alone when I needed the light

Fell to my knees and I wept for my life

If he had have stayed you might understand

If he had have stayed you never would have taken my hand

He wrote

"I'm low, please send for me"

But I am broken too

And spoken for, do not tempt me

And where is the lamb that gave you your name?

He had to leave though I begged him to stay

Begged him to stay in my cold wooden grip

Begged him to stay by the light of this ship

Me fighting him, fighting light, fighting dawn

And the waves came and stole him and took him to war

He wrotes

"I'm broke, please send for me"

But I'm broken too

And spoken for, do not tempt me

Forgive me, Hera, I cannot stay

He cut out my tongue, there is nothing to say

Love me? Oh Lord, he threw me away

He laughed at my sins, in his arms I must stay

We write

"That's alright"

I miss his smell

We speak when spoken to

And that suits us well

That suits us well

That suits me well