In the Throes

If I could take it all apart and hold it still enough

Then we could see exactly what is keeping this aloft

On spite of all of this incessant circling over us

And even what we love the most calls our ship to the rocks

The pretty way you mutilate the mystery

And hang it up and let the light stab through the flimsy fabric

I never understood before

I never wanted the floor

But now I＇m in the throes

Now I＇m in the throes

Now I＇m in the throes

Now I＇m in the throes

Now I＇m in the throes

Now I＇m in the throes of it