Winnie

One, two, three, four I'm here to tell you a story I'm here to tell you a lie My poetry's weak and I know it I was drop-dead sad and crazy sometimes So I fucked off, wayward cannon to the sea On land I was just an appetite All that started as a joke now ruled me Sick on chronic mathematics I just wanted to feel music Her fever delivered me from the flu The night hag's hands spread lovingly Pulling the cape from the sunrise And revealing a bank of warships called "shes" Less warlike then reckless, I realized No weapons were drawn that I could see Save the blazing stare of their captain Who held lightning captive firm in her teeth So I looked off the edge of the world I saw the girl who changed everything That's when I met Winnie I wanted to be her sailor's tattoo She sang me a song that was too sad for some Struck up the band and filled up her lungs Her mouth was sharp as the rib of a star She told no tame truths that would break our own hearts We were warriors We clothed ourselves in the guts of our enemies Who'd no respect for the wild Warriors Long before hotwire safari park husbandry And the joy ran through us like the welder's flux We just wanted to be music The joy ran through us like the welder's flux We just wanted to be music Her gravity pulled up my sad remains Into the curve of her cunning bow I've loved you so long, Winnie I want to be your sailor's tattoo I've loved you so long, Winnie Blurring softly into you