The Harvest

The weight of days on me
I am done.

The corn is burning under my feet
The words like circles and
I'm waiting for someone to catch my fall
In the deepest void of all.

Haven't seen you in weeks
No clouds in the sky to rain me a drop
Loving touch I need
And I am killing time by the lake
Diving off the cliff many times
Scarring myself colliding
On the lake bed so dry.

The world's without virginity
And souls have no integrity
The Word of grave old danger -Love
It's all I'm after oh
I am done.

The ground's not shaking under my feet
The World's not turning anymore
Wind is a thief lonelier than me
And it - does - not - want - me - in here.

Plant a Flower of Love care for it water it
Lounge in the shade of the stale champagne
Take a look at the flower so fatal yet beautiful
Showed the Bee where to fly and then let it die.

The world's without virginity
The souls have no integrity
The Word of grave old danger -- Love
It's all I'm after oh
I am done.

Bring me to recovery
Give it to me I'm after tranquillity
I somehow lost my line of sight
Before I cast the final die
Once planted plastic grapes
The harvest of a lifetime
Real bad wine.

The sum of false virginity
And my lost integrity
The Word of grave old danger -- Love
For you I'm after oh
I am done.

The world without virginity
A soul with no integrity
The Word of grave old danger -- Love.

Bring me to recovery
Give it to me I'm after tranquillity
I somehow lost my line of sight
Before I cast the final die
Once planted plastic grapes
The harvest of a lifetime
Real bad wine.

The ground is shaking under my feet
The World is turning
And the wind has a friend in Misery
But I know - she - only - loves - me.