Head Like Soup

My head like a pot of thick soup Stirred and tasted I live to fill you up And I burn unwatched Holding your body like a paperweight Heavy glass resting in my hand Changing something in me And I am trusting Invite me to your home and Greet me kindly My shoes off at your door I roam your halls Holding my body like a dinner plate Warmly balancing in your palm Feeding something in you And you are trusting I live to fill you up and I burn unwatched I live to fill you up and I burn unwatched Holding your body like a tiny clock Ticking brass resting in my palm Keeping me in time and I am trusting