Girl With a Watering Can - maudlin of the Well

All I ever wanted was a simple you

Real love is dying for a phantasy

I held all of Heaven dead in my arms

And in one moment, I knew all of Hell

Nothing but a body, naked, beaten

The wreck of a soul, amidst thorns bleeding

Bitterness is all God hath created;

A proud king among the failures of dreams

I believe one love could be worth a life

For life I would have burn’d myself away--

For nothing, life hath left me burning alone

Girl, know that time leaves dust on my scars;

When the moment has pass’d, thousands will die

I will remember when ghosts were mighty

And I will laugh and catch my own tears

In a perfect garden, all flowers flourish

In this real garden, my flower knows thirst

I don’t think I can lift my face to the sun again

I don’t think I can look at your face again

And feel

You were my everything, and you took

It all away