HUNGER AND THE HURTING

Console yourself in me
I'll stay right by your side
I'll keep you warm and dry
'Till the evening grows long
I would lick your bleeding wounds
I would mop your fevered brow
I would feed you on my wine
One more time

Nothing can disguise
The hurting here inside
The edges fray away
When I see you in this way

There is healing in my hand
And I give it all to you
I want to take away the pain
To make you love again
I would lick your bleeding wounds
I would mop your fevered brow
I would feed you on my wine
One more time

Nothing can disguise
The hurting here inside
The edges fray away
When I see you in this way