Futile Prayer - Birth Control

Please be my friend

And take as garment all my skin

I want to lend

What I can give

Someone well known to my soul

Lighten my night

I want to know what I’ve done wrong

Do you and I play hide-and-seek

Someone well known to my soul

We’ll reveal the mystery of the end

That’s impending while my thoughts transcend

Places well known to my dreams

We will comprehend what we call time

And we’ll see if it’s really sublime

Is it a dream or is it true