All the love, now, that we turned down,      Crushed a bridge but, brought the house down.      Well was it just the overflow from a dam?      Is that a monk’s flannel vest in my hand?      Welded together are we welded together in love?      Welded together are we welded together?      I don’t know. I don’t know.      Oh that night has left me sleepless!      Took my heart and left it beatless.      Too much time with muses and tombs,      Ghosts come out to play.      Is this just a gate to the world      Where we’re told we shouldn’t stray?      Where do songs come from?      The underside/the un-decide?      There’s too much desire here to survive.      A song is no consolation/such a tiny space etc      A song is some consolation.