(Will I Be) Breathless

Who wears a dark hood in Parades and crowds I see Outlines of their eyes Who wears a dark hood in Parades and crowds I see Effigies and icons For a fee Who sinks me in Into the haze that crawls Looking back down I see I'm Almost Almost there, dearest I'm black and blue I'm howling at the moon Soon my Rhayader Shall paint the scene of the flood Will I be here to speak Will I be breathless? Constellations unknown Forbidden astrologies I know time crafts your warmth Carved out the silver that You dusted over my life Wine-stained lips and a smoke I'm much too frail Who drags me in As the hired gun calls Look me up and down You'll see I'm Almost Almost there, dearest I'm black and blue I'm howling at the moon Soon my Rhayader Shall paint the scene of the flood Will I be here to speak Will I be breathless? In the morning I watched you get up Pour your coffee into my tiny heart I'm the daybird That sings and tells And I won't be back soon, I won't So look me up and down You'll see I'm Almost Almost there, dearest I'm black and blue I'm howling at the moon Soon my Rhayader Shall paint the scene of the flood Will I be here to speak Will I be breathless? Almost Almost there, dearest Will I be here to speak Will I be breathless?