Thom Thumb

Light up the stove of your countenance You're all that matters to me I am a lake or a stone or an hourglass I am a joke that is wasted on me Wrap me in scarves of your confidence Rend me to tatters, I'm free I'll be a steak or a bone or an ovenglove I'll be the island that drowns in the sea Thom Thumb Where did you come from? I'm lost, soft, drowning in everything Thom Thumb Thought you were gone and I found you Inside of everything