I cannot force the word Collected heap to smell I'm living what you had heard I live the lie that you tell The truth is best to leave alone Insipid and cut Look how we've grown Touch me across a modern tongue A change a pain under my thumb See how I've been profaned See now the lover stained Sea of bounty holds See me bought and sold A shadowed mystery I know it's better than that But never white and sent And rather not intact Take a breath When you're falling out of anger When the danger is ahead