Spinning around in my head on the drive home just now…so it may suck.
Apologies, but it’s the first in a long time so I gotta run with it.

 

Carve the body, keep the brain
Spirit open, public view
Grave my name against the grain
Still gotta lot to do

Subtle collar for my throat
Shrouding cloth for my tattoo
I ate the curse the doctor wrote
Still gotta lot to do

These roads and runs need traveling
Ruin and wreck to drive you through
What price from all this lagging on
Outrunning horrors I outgrew

No bargain, barter, dole or deal
No devil’s misbegotten due

I don’t know what I fell into
No vague conception, not a clue

This shadow puppet I pursue
Still gotta lot to do

Relearning everything I knew
Loving life and loving you

Wearing out my walking shoes
Still gotta lot to do

Then you, just off my outward wing

My softly spoken noble king

Your most surprising tongue, that kiss

The pulsing song within my wrists

Oh, hold me when I weary be

And I’ll obey your good decree

Come with me, boy, to far away
Where last I left my truly me
I’ll show you what I found today
Of my long lost identity

If you concede to come along
Each breath I’ll sing of love for you
Come on then, boy, and sing along
We’ve gotta lot to do