You're the wildest wind
The electric moon
Sunday morning photographs
Will only open Sunday morning wounds

When the melody ends
I will be waiting here for you
My wildest wind
Come blow into my room

You're with me
Walking the fields of perversion and mockery
But we're changing
Piecing together our jigsaw of failures

I miss you
Even in your four-day therapy vacation there
The light here is brilliant enough
To help me focus

You're the wildest wind
You're the home beneath the ruin
Self-loathing or the darkest drug
Will never keep me from loving

You make my heart sing
Everytime you brush against me
My wildest wind
Come make me smile again

You're with me
Walking the fields of perversion and mockery
We're changing
Piecing together our jigsaw of failures

I miss you
Even in your four-day therapy vacation there
The light here is brilliant enough
To help me focus


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