Joshua Beckman - [It was as if her love had become] lyrics

It was as if her love had become a big eye or some historical logic or a religious particle lodged in the brain. In the most costly services of a great society one may find the allure of a benign intelligence. I have hoped, since I was a child, to be surrounded by a group of articulate characters who might with gracious friendship provide some essential entertainment as Aaron's which was a cane and then a snake and then a cane again great clouds of smoke from the forest Itsy bugs amarch my naked legs in my beard, to burn as one might with one's eyes I learned, but can no longer remember with what dignity another's care imbues one. You sit and pick the lice from my hair. What sort of life is this.