What He Wrote
Forgive me Hera, I cannot stayHe cut out my tongue, there is nothing to saveLove me oh Lord, he threw me awayHe laughed at my sins, in his arms I must stay
He wrote, I'm broke, please send for meBut I'm broken too and spoken for, do not tempt me
Her skin is white and I'm light as the sunSo holy light shines on the things you have doneSo I asked him how he became this manHow did he learn to hold fruit in his handsAnd where is the lamb that gave you your nameHe had to leave though I begged him to stayLeft me alone when I needed the lightFell to my knees I wept for my lifeIf he had of stayed you might understandIf he had of stayed you never would have taken my hand
He wrote I am low please send for meBut I'm broken too and spoken for, do not tempt me
And where is the lamb that gave you your nameHe had to leave though I begged him to stayBegged him to stay in my cold wooden gripBegged him to stay by the light of this shipMe fighting him fighting light fighting dawnThe waves came and stole him and took him to war
He wrote I'm broke, please send for meBut I'm broken too and spoken for, do not tempt me
Forgive me Hera I cannot stayHe cut out my tongue, there is nothing to saveLove me oh Lord, he threw me awayHe laughed at my sins, in his arms I must stay
He wrote I'm broke, please send for meBut I'm broken too and spoken for, do not tempt me
We write, that's alright, I miss his smellWe speak when spoken to, that suits us wellThat suits us well, that suits me well