Make Yourself

If I hadn't made me I would have been made somehow If I hadn't assembled myself I'd have fallen apart by now If I hadn't made me I'd be more inclined to bow Powers that would be have swallowed me up But that's more than I can allow If you let them ma

To see you when I wake up Is a gift I didn't think could be real. To know that you feel the same as I do Is a three-fold, Utopian dream. You do something to me that I can't explain. So would I be out of line if I said "I miss you"? I see your pi

Pardon me when I burst A decade ago, I never thought I would be, at twenty-three, on the verge of spontaneous combustion. -Woe-is-me.- But I guess that it comes with the territory, An ominous landscape of never-ending calamity. I need you to hear, I