I want you chained to a bed
widespread and open
like the open sea
Let me the river
to that sea
in my utter weakness
Why do we seethe
hands over my face
maybe i try
maybe i'd rather be
in my own waves
Like the dawning of a new day i am free
but my hands are and my feet are
chained and bound
and it's you behind the rust that's killing me
I want you chained to a bed
widespread and open
like the open sea
The feathers will fall and the wings will grow tired
as the summer make way for the autumn of your life