Having It Out - Peter Wolf Crier

Sunshine offends all our modesties

All the lies misspent to mistaken thieves

Appear in disguise of a breaking heart

Can I hold it until it has given out?

All I regret are apologies

From a word’s dissent you’ve awakened me

All I want is a lie I’m believing now

All I need is to die hearing every sound

Through my eyes

Through my eyes

Give me your truth in a naked hour

Uncover the sex that once made you cower

Deliver a wish if you want to love

Don’t withhold until it is given out

All my fathers have held you from arm’s reach

All my mothers have gained you from underneath

I buried you once to protect and keep

You were saving a breathe for a final sleep

In my life

In my life