It Belongs To Us This Way

1.
it belongs to us this way
we are heroes of the murder world
we live in murder
it is woven into our eye
it kills so many perfect thoughts
each time we begin
begin again
keep beginning

the spirit of all the dead
is leaving its rat mark
inside the borrowed thoughts
the borrowed words
the borrowed hours
the bottowed loves

only pain knows its master
it comes to us
clinging to its tail
to remind us
we are still alive
and must begin again

2.
and what difference
that the perfect
kind complete world
is not with us?

it is promised
in that we begin
begin again
keep beginning

it belongs to us this way
not to let die
the perfect thouhts
they are seeds

3.
o see how it winks its big black eye
the spirit of all the dead

on the streets it rests
on the walls it rests
on our skins it rests

love cannot scrub us clean
and still we begin loving
anger cannot return them
and still we must begin

4.
and in our eye
they burn like coals
these perfect thoughts

they sit in our eye
see it rush
like an open vein

ready to begin
begin again
it belongs to us this way