I stood in this unsheltered place...

I've lived every moment with her in that unsheltered place....

She is mine, and I am her's. A part of me that doesnt come from me...

Herself, yet mine... me, yet not mine.

What was it were thinking of?

"With no guilt, no shame, no sorrow, no pain, whatever it is we are all the same...

Shaking it up, breaking it up, making it up... in our secret world..."

No flags of truce no cries of pity...

I realized this morning...

That this was truly my song to my wife...

I was smart enough to lock her in the bathroom...

And make her listen...

The battlements are on fire, yet my spies run across the border to an other's land retrieving land mines hoping no bricks have been laid...

Strangely, prophetically I wanted to sing this for her first...