Where you've been, everybody's standing And where you go, everybody's been once before I (bury) to blanket you with spit-fire, When i wake, i wake in the flood of your name. More time for the people around me, For the world, i'm confound, but no more. As the lips part and come back together, As the heart, for a time as it beats. I see what you are not, and i am grateful, To know the women you've been. It's nothing i've later wasted, I suppose it's all i've ever found. It's so damn silly to say that we're existing, Only long enough to learn to share.