Mewithoutyou

If you fail to see a problem,
(Which I find hard to believe)
Or if you're hanging on from branches
Licking honey from the leaves you say
"The hopelessness of living, the childishness of suicide"
But there's a call to love my brother
That can never be destroyed however much you talk,
However well you talk you make a certain sense
It's still only stupid talk, however much I strut around,
However loud I sing the Shining One inside me won't say anything,
Oh, to want one thing!
Purity of heart is to want one thing.