Her Voice Has Gone
Wars in my mind
Can no one see the state I'm in?
Though foe knows foe
And kind meets kind
Press the button
I pray
You may not know the day
Yet in such foolish triumph
I lay
And toward such lofty goals
My heart forgets to stray
So have I forsaken life
Though hope lingers
And stillness steals the knife
That pricks beneath my skin
And drives me toward a wife
Where is my heart?
And where is my desire?
It seems I smile so easily at their absence
Sorrow stirs
But also it has gotten hence
No longer do I feel
So fornicate with lust and never know the real
Love that comes when hearts can trust
Stray your hand to fix the daylight
And keep what helpless hopeless servants hands might
Try to keep for themselves
When hearts break
And starling strengths behind the shelves
Of the future's toil
Keep their loathsome wake from burning oil
Can I in apostasy see
What has bereft of me
In such foul'd measures no longer
Find the strength to carry on
Her voice has gone
And shall I break before dawn
Though it seems I may
Can I no longer fail to see the day
Of what has gone its way
And so shall none be here to stay
And here to stray
Yet I may
I may