And once said "please, some more"    And not even now and then.    Some place I know you swore    That you'd never go again.       I had this feeling once    That nothing was out of touch.    I found some comfort there    But that doesn't matter much.       And did we start digging around?    And did we start dragging around?       Be my burden    Christ, I'm certain I'm already bound.    I'm not ever quite together    I'm not sorted out.       You talked to me some more    And that was worth waiting for.    Sometimes I can't decide    If we're ever half alive.