Chris Bathgate Coda (ann St. Pt. 2)
Every choke I choose
Caught a case of the true love blues
tie me down or I will run
tie me down and I will run
and each inept embrace
spirals into a sick raw frame
when two hearts are in tune
when two hearts are a tomb
and in your side it glow
you're not the one who should sing so slowly
when your eyes move so fast
when your eyes move so sad
the only ghosts I knew
was every page that I wished into
some sad savior of yours
some sad stain on your door
and what you scratched in dirt
the crumbling chords that compose your worth
when a spear's in your side
when there's blood in your eyes
