You Come Down

You come down with your thorns in your crown Tearing the flesh from your skull And the trick of the brain is the trickle in vein As it drips from your ears and your nostril But you could always make the lakes fill up Take my hand, leave my heart to the damned As you build me a bed in the earth Peel back my skin, let the daffodils in As you bury me back to my birth But you could always make me hurt 'Cause I will go to the ends of the Earth Just to hear you sing Make no mistake, but the heartache of my weight Feels like the breath of the wind Without the force to push me on Plow through the soil, hear the crunch of the foil As you unwrap the bread of my heart Chew through the bones, close your ears to the moans Of you, I now am a part But how long can you hold on to your hair? Take my lungs, pour the songs that we've sung Into a ready-made flask Mouth open wide as you drink it inside Drips through the hole in your mask But you could always make me hurt