Stab a sorry heart with your favorite finger

Paint the whole world blue

And stop your tears from stinging

Hear the cavemen singing

Good news they're bringing

A longing for some fresher feeling

Belonging or just forever kneeling

Where is the sense in stealing

Without the grace to be it

Burning my bridges and smashing my mirrors

Turning to see if you're cowardly

Burning the witches with mother religious

You'll strike the matches and shower me in water games

Washing the rocks below

Taught and tamed in time with tear flow