The Drought

I could write your name a hundred ways but I don't think you're worth the time 'Cause you've been penning mine for far too long You held my lips and kissed my hips till you made 'em disappear Till the ringing in my ears was quite a song I caught my step and watched my breath with the cotton in my hands Your shoulders let me stand and look around I kept my pace and said three days when they asked how long it'd been My tough and hungry sin my solid ground If the pain could make me new Why did it take so long When it was me controlling you I've never been so wrong I became what I put in my mouth With my chin held high I became sky The water killed the drought If you lie beneath the clouds The shapes and sounds will drown you out