You Can Come To Me

Your self-effacing charms are shot

Wake up now to what you are

and what you're not

You can run, run, run

But you can't escape

Taste is sharp like mustard seed

Finding out that what you want is not what you need

You can talk, talk, talk

But the words aren't clear

When your straightedge line curves

And obscures all that you see

When your sure-shot sight blurs

You can come to me

It's too late now, your fun's been had

Your shining, blinding myriad burned-out

And fell down, down down

To the ground

Live like flower, light like stone

You're calling friends but now you find

You're on your own

And they're gone, gone, gone

With the morning light

When the black-cloud sky rains

On your ragged company

When your thoughts slip from their chains

You can come to me

(You can come to me)