Kick Me

Iron, the man who’s always on the watch.

Ever-listening, a god…

The host in a rut.

Dead in the hand before the wave has struck.

The driftwood of love: a table for one.

So kick me, come on.

Kick me, come on.

I gotta nail the job.

So kick me, come on.

Kick me, come on.

When you’re head is on the run.

So kick me, come on.

Kick me, come on.

I know it’s dark,

But I can’t be alone.

I won’t be alone.

Live in the gaps hidden by the clock.

An ocean, a rug, a blank you can hug.

Shell on the land that pricks the heel you wrong.

Does it glisten, the blood? Have you done enough?

So kick me, come on.

Kick me, come on.

I gotta nail the job.

So kick me, come on.

Kick me, come on.

When you’re head is on the run.

So kick me, come on.

Kick me, come on.

I know it’s dark,

But I can’t be alone.

I won’t be alone.

I won’t be alone.

I won’t be alone.

I won’t be alone.

I won’t be alone.

I won’t be alone.

I won’t be alone.

I won’t be alone.

I won’t be alone.