where have you been

hold it in don't let it out
hold it hold it hold it hold them
blood stained and shattered needles lay beneath us and
someone's calling, listen to it,somebody's always calling
and there is always this danger answer-

(where have you been, Joy, where have you been,
Oh God, Joy where have you been?)

shall i never leave this muse that dies to find me damned

(joy, where have you been?)

and,

(I wish I'd known that you were bleeding while I sat and watched you reading
with the Lord, I read with Him too)

Psalm 10:11 screams and then,
and then and then

4 weeks left. i fear the fall.
she'll go on to that place again where men
only want one thing
and women, we just give it to them everytime
everytime everytime

(He says to himself, "God has forgotten; he covers his face and will never see.")