Bears It Well

Close your eyes and kiss the lady
You’ve nothing more to lose
Go ahead now, don’t look down
Better to jump than be pushed around
It’s an old trick, one you’ve done before
Once you start you’ll remember how
swallow hooks and ocean water
In the end we are all devoured

And you know she bears it well
Accustomed to the stares by now
See the yawn, the scorch, the spark
Through that door once and you’re gone
The sea will strip you of your means
The mouths will work until your bones are finally clean.

Sing me something underwater
Fill your pockets up with stones
A song of cold green, a hymn of sunken ships
An old whale’s hollow bones
Net me something out of nothing
A memorial of eyes
sewn shut with rough brown twine
a blessing to the blind.

CHORUS

Love is death laughing
Love is water washing the words away
Love is death laughing
Love is water washing the words away

CHORUS