I don't know precisely which day Coloured me Other Per chance it may have been a slow bleed So I cut out whichever shape I need I don't sue for rescue I'm as free as I have ever been Don't want another rock To hang about my neck You see bej**elled I see bedecked In dead stars And nothing Touching me Nothing touching me I am glad for open windows I call for birds that do not come You beacon dead eyed welcome Bones bleach off the city And when I’m done, I’m done, I’m done Keep eternal for your worry I don’t want to look upon another word This heart so lightly thrown I say "disarm" I hear "disown" It sounds familiar And nothing Touching me Nothing touching me I don’t want another rock To hang about my neck You see bej**elled I see bedecked In dead stars I don’t want to look upon another word This deal so lightly spent And what says "here" Means "came and went" It sounds familiar Nothing’s touching me Nothing’s touching me