Peter Murphy - Uneven & Brittle lyrics

I stay away when you burn me like fire I'm unmatched as I'm lazy, you spit as you say I get crushed by my dreams that I clawed and begged for It's myself I deceive I got all I asked for If I wait in deep sleep There's nothing there to pray for Uneven and brittle Is there fruit on our tree? Those altered dreams that I saw there now look back at us cracked And loving care notions break as they retract It's the morning here now, there's some peace, but no laughter It's myself I deceive I got all I asked for If I wait in deep sleep There's nothing there to pray for Uneven and brittle Is there fruit on our tree? The spirit master from whom we spent I sit now & see, all mine was pretence Eh Eh It's myself I deceive I got all I asked for Uneven and brittle Is there fruit on our tree? It's myself I deceive I got all I asked for Uneven and brittle Is there fruit on our tree?