Love is Worth Suffering For

Who cremated the morning

And sprinkled it over my forehead?

It's not a day of worship

Unless I haven't got the facts straight.

I can see from my window

The sprinklers shooting like cool rubber bands

and

The grass reaches out like so many hungry hands

Like so many hungry hands

Well, I have waited in vain

For you to return and bless my bed

And I watched the sun crawl up

And shoot down with a hole through his head

But I followed it surely

'Cause he moves so painfully slow

Saying love is worth suffering for

Live without it and you'll know

Live without it and you'll know

You'll surely know

When the evening slows

And the cicadas lull

I try to remember something I already know

With a fish hook and a history book

Well the best lack all conviction

And the worst are stoned to death

And the worst are stoned to death

When the light burns into memory

And my heart cries to the centuries

Let the fire, go ahead and the let fire out of me

Only then will I

Only then will I

But I will, only then will I

I will, only then will I

I will