If I start with strange words
If I let my fingers lead
Would the truth slip out of me
Would reason let me be

If I wrote the same lines
Till I was half asleep
Would I wake to find the prayer
That reason keeps from me
that he hides from me

I could write about the sea
And the many ways in which she moves me
I could sing about the wind
And the wild voice with which she calls me in

If I walked on far off roads
Till I couldn’t feel my feet
Would reason give me rest
In the collapse of dreams
If I walked on far off roads
Till I could barely breathe
Would reason give me rest
In the collapse of dreams
Sweet madness take the lead

I could write about the sea
And the many ways in which she moves me
I could sing about the wind
And the wild voice with which she calls me in
But all that I can feel is a pull towards my bed
To quiet the conversation forever in my head

The wind keeps me up
The sea can’t be seen
Mother turns her back
I turn the key
Reason keeps me