White Prism

There's a white prism with phony jism

Spread across its face

And the soulful convicts forever interred

Lose the smile across their faces

The smile that registered hopes or dreams

Has proven just a waste

And I'm the indentured servant

Forever in his place

I'm the indentured servant

Forever in his place

I wish I built a cabinet

Of shiny bolts and wood

Secret draws and hiding places

Sculpted out of wood

Secret places, secret lies

In a desk lying alone

A secret letter written to you

To be read when you're alone

A secret letter written to you

To be read when you're alone

It says, I'm your indentured servant

I can no longer pretend

That I'm a lover or an equal

I'm not even a friend

I'm not good enough to serve you

I'm not good enough to stay

So it is that I beseech you

To please turn me away

So it is that I beseech you

To please turn me away

Turn me away

Turn me away

Turn me away

I'm asking you to let me go

It hurts me when you're sad

And I can not do better than this

Which must surely make you mad

I'd be better off in your cabinet

Or in a prison made of cloth

Crouched beneath your dress I come

Shooting little spurts

Crouched beneath your dress I come

Shooting little spurts

I'm your indentured servant

But even I have pride

In what I make or say or do

Although I've lots to hide

I hide from freedom and I hide from you

'cause you've found me out

I belong in prison beneath your legs

In a cabinet that I've built

Beneath a candle in a secret drawer

In a prison by a moat

I'm your indentured servant

And I'm asking you to leave

Me outside this prison cell

Where only you can breathe

I-I-I, I'm your indentured servant

But I'm asking you for this

Please release me from this love

And do it with a kiss

I'm your indentured servant

I'm the one you'll miss

Do it with a kiss

Do it with a kiss

Do it with a kiss

I'm the one you'll miss