Cenotaph

If from one comes one and only one

How is it I tick here so woebegone?

And though I cannot feel I note my sums

Two ohms from null

And though but half of you and a mess of fuse

I've witnessed searing love and sought refuge

And as you've come because I grew not used

But ever-fast

Just close those lids and rest assure

As vigilant and the your in your's in arms

I'm glad

Not sad, no

Should I hope to be the light you'd deny

Could I scratch the paint

To where you must shine

With tears that we might crush

And you might hide

Should I hope to be the light in your life?

Should I hope to be the pie in your sky?

A la mode with all that's sweet and divine

A path to a path to isles we'd benight

Should I hope to be the light you'd deny?

Could I scratch the paint to where you must shine?

With tears that we might crush and you might hide