Cassandra (Poem Version)

I used to see the future and now I see nothing

They cut out my eyes and sent me home packing

To pace around the kitchen for scraps of inspiration

Crying like Cassandra

I used to tell the future, but they cut out my tongue

And left me doing laundry to think on what I'd done

It wasn't me, it was the song

I used to move into the future and bring it all back

Let it bleed through my fingers, a treasure in my hands

Now I creep out when there's no one about

'Cause they put crosses on the doors to try and keep me out

The garden's overgrown

And I run in the middle of the road

Well, can you see me?

I cannot see you

And everything I thought I knew has fallen out of view

In this blindness I'm condemned to

Well, can you hear me?

I cannot hear you

And every song I thought I knew, I've been deafened to

And there's no one left to sing to

And all the gods have been domesticated

And Heaven is now overrated

And the churches, they all closed their doors

You can take your complaints straight to the Lord

I try to still look with wonder on the world

As the roses bloom

And the riot van still plainly in view

Well, can you see me?

I cannot see you

And everything I thought I knew has fallen out of view

In this blindness I'm condemned to

Can you hear me?

I cannot hear you

And every song I thought I knew, I've been deafened to

And there's no one left to sing to

Take me back

Oh, drunken gods of slaughter

You know I've always been your favourite daughter

Well, can you see me?

I cannot see you

And everything I thought I knew has fallen out of view

And if I run fast enough

Well, could I break apart

As empires crumble and cathedrals flatten in my heart?