Holding the Void - Joseph Arthur

She lives in a world of her own making

She floats like she will soon be hung

She takes the wind from his creation

And forgets the way that peace will come

She blames the world for all her problems

She forgets herself in everyone

She sees the dark side of their nature

And wants the darkness to destroy the sun

She whispers symbols and hieroglyphics

She stands beneath the moon and sea

She says she kills the one who loves her

And then she points her gun at me

I gave her vision in all her bullets

I gave her words which calmed despair

I gave her love against her shoulder

I buried diamonds in her hair

I said I love you to her shadow

Even as her figure walked

I blamed my sadness on her words

Remembering the way she talked

The shape of masters long forgotten

She formed without the need to say

So I knew, and then in silence

Understood that I would pay

Her fragile grace inside deep yearning

Her eloquence with what she wore

The way she woke up like a virgin

The way she lay down like a whore

Battle scars and sweet oblivion

She whispered all these things to me

And when she left me in the shadows

I could no more seem to see

In the darkness

I destroy her

In the darkness

I’m destroyed

Without a season

Or a lover

I slip myself

Into the void

She lives in a world of her own making

She floats like she will soon be hung

She takes the wind from his creation

And forgets the way that peace will come

She blames the world for all her problems

She forgets herself in everyone

She sees the dark side of their nature

And wants the darkness to destroy the sun

In the darkness

I destroy her

In the darkness

I’m destroyed

Without a mission

Or a cover

I attempt

To hold the void

Without a season

Or a lover

I slip myself

Into the void

Without a mission

Or a cover

I attempt

To hold the void