Bombed Out Marriages

Well, as far as she could see

There is no method to this madness

As patient as she thought herself to be

She's having trouble sleeping in meaning's absence

Like a lover she will never see

There is a memory of a memory

As complicated as she explains her life to be

She feels most warm in simplicity

They are still having bombed out marriages during wars

There's a feeling stronger than redrawn borders

There is more to this day than a swallowing of the night

There is more to this darkness than a swallowing of the light

We are what we understand ourselves to be

Feel most warm in simplicity