BURNING WITCH

The last person who I kissed Was everything I’ll ever miss And nothing that I’d ever known Whose every molecule was home The last person who held me Was every woman’s fantasy with Angel wings for human feet And every mile was Christmas Don’t you know that time Is a window to God’s soul And if you think you’re fine Well, you might as well just roll Into any digging ditch For as far as eyes can see ‘Cause you’re a burning witch When you can’t shape destiny The last person who I touched Was way too little and too much And I was merely mystified Inside love’s burning question The last time I sang your name My voice burst into open flame Your silence deafended everything From here to Yersushalim Don’t you know that time Is a window to God’s soul And if you think you’re fine Well, you might as well just roll Into any digging ditch For as far as eyes can see ‘Cause you’re a burning witch When you can’t shape destiny The last words you’re supposed to say Before you pack it all away Are somewhat of a eulogy Upon your own persistence But life bears no promises And words are Doubting Thomases And Thumbelina’s defenseless Against your burning forest Don’t you know that time Is a window to your soul You might think you’re fine But you might as well just roll, roll, roll, roll Into any digging ditch For as far as eyes can see ‘Cause you’re a burning witch When your heart’s not really free When you can’t shape destiny When you’re six feet under