Wrens Behold Me
ThereÂ's a twisting of things and it starts till it rings
comes as cold then itÂ's gone can you help me
thereÂ's a struggle of pants and of skin covered ants
and with that itÂ's done to can you help me
thereÂ's a darkening joy as IÂ'm both girl and boy
have my way with ourselves can you help me
the things I know / behold me / one side of me
