Written While Listening to "Tekno Love Song" by CocoRosie

I'm a jailbird to your music,

A bird pushed by your breeze.

I'm the water in your cup,

I'm the pilgirm on his knees.

I'm the laughter in your mouth,

The cause of your wider smiles.

You're the burning in my stomach,

The jury for all my trials.

I'm a wanderer in your desert,

A hero in permanent exile.

I'm the lover you won't claim,

Except every once in a while.

I'm a clown in your circus,

The opening act in your show.

You're a run away truck,
I'm the man who moved too slow.

I'm a jailbird to your music,

I'm a criminal in your prayer.

I watch you in your sleep.

Even when you're not there.

I'm the leaves in your autumn,

The wind beneath your wings.

I'm the gorilla in your experiment,

Watching inexplicable things.

I'm the sinner in your religion,

The heathen in your church.

I'm the bull in your china shop.

The gargoyle on your holy perch.

So it's too late now darling.

All of the magic is gone.

They packed up the circus,

And took the musicians along.

I lingered out of some habit.

I lingered to say goodbye.

I lingered by your bedside,

To hear that old beloved lie.