Stranger Than Kindness
Stranger than kindnessBottled light from hotelsSpilling everythingWet hand from the volcanoSobers your skinStranger than kindness
You caress yourselfAnd grind my soft cold bones belowYour map of desireBurned in your fleshEven a fool can comeA strange lit stairAnd find a rope hanging thereStranger than kindness
Keys rain like heaven's hairThere is no home there is no breadWe sit at the gate and scratch
The gaunt fruit of passionDies in the lightStranger than kindness
Your sleeping hands journeyThey loiterStranger than kindnessYou hold me so carelessly closeTell me I'm dirtyStranger than kindness