I just want to build a house,
That ruins like a palace.
I just want to drink a toast,
From a sacred chalice.
I just want to touch someone.
I just want to touch.

I just want to wait inside,
The ruins of my body.
I just want to lift my head,
And write a dirty story.
I just want to see him again.
I just want to belong.

Oh Lucifer!
Oh loosener!
Oh fallen birch!
Oh megachurch!

I just to want to aim for aimless,
Just to let the seasons drift.
I just want to steal from poets,
And pull, and shape, and shift, and lift.

I just want to lie with you,
And watch the lazy sun
Coagulate in evening, falling,
Lying on the run.

I just want, and that's enough.
I want, and need to want.
I wait inside the ossuary,
I wait inside the font.
I just want to want someone,
'Til I am what they want.

Oh Lucifer!
Oh loosener!
Oh fallen birch!
Oh megachurch!

Inside,
Inside,
Inside,
Inside.

They pulled him from his home,
They pulled him from his home,
They pulled him from his home,
They pulled him from his home,
They pulled him from his home,
They pulled him from his home,
They pulled him from his home,
They pulled him from his home.

The right wing and the working class,
The refugees, the aftermath,
The trumpets blaring in the room,
The listener that came too soon,
They pulled him from his home,
They pulled him from his home,
They pulled him from his home,
They pulled him from his home.

They pulled him from his home,
They pulled him from his home,
They pulled him from his home,
They pulled him from his home.

I cannot,
I cannot...