Yeah
On your breast
I might lay my crowded head

In your light
I might bathe in cold burnt sweat
In your mouth

I might feel the serpent's kiss
In you womb
I might swim in fetal bliss


But in your heart
I'd freeze


In your eyes
I might be your saving grace

In your head
I might say it through your eyes
In your lungs

I might stare between you

But in your heart I'd freeze


I would feed your heart
Take a vow of silence

And put your love out of business

But in your heart

I'd freeze