Love and Other Forms of Violence

Chosen

By the river and so,

Fated

To walk alone

Mindfull

Of all the dangers to thank

That got him where he would know

Every bend and bank

Swollen

For his refusal to see

All the hatred hiding

Under the trees

Spoken

Like life depended

On every word that rose and fell

From mind and mouth

Open

In ways so rare and scarce these days

Wasn't always easy

To meet that gaze

She waits

And you thought the day would never come

And you want to tell it to a judge

And you know its just a question of

Knowing all the 37 words for love

I guess I'll bleed for this one

Maybe I'll dance for the next one

Show my papers for the other one

Punch my ticket for the last one

And it flows downtown, watch it flow downtown

And a white car

It pulls over and says:

It's midnight, shouldn't you be in bed?

So love and

Other forms of violence will go

Crooked as the crow flies

And the river flows

And it flows downtown, watch it flow downtown

Was she, was she good?

Wouldn't wish it on the worst of you

No college, no home, just knowledge

Is what you own

She waits

And you thought the day would never come

And you want to tell it to a judge

And you know its just a question of

Knowing all the 37 words for love

You're gonna burn for this one

Then you'll freeze for the next one

Pressed and squeezed for the other one

Sliced to ribbons for the last one

Om tare, tuttare, ture mama ayur jnana

Watch it flow downtown..