Ten thousand Demons hammer down with every footstep,
Ten thousand Angels rush the wind against my back.
"If they don’t appreciate you, they don’t deserve you."
When we could sleep on stones
Now we lie together
In whispers and moans
When I was all messed up
And I had opera in my head
Your love was a light bulb
Hanging over my bed
"I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, I think differently from the way I ought to think, and so it all proceeds into deepest darkness."