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