I search my memory for some remnants of pain But when I find them it is in vain Because they don’t reflect the sky like they used to And though I’m superhuman I still bruise too And you can see the blue through my translucent skin Is it wrong if I say it was because of him Because he silences my voice, puts a hand over my mouth Til I don’t have a choice but to dwell in self doubt Is this the gaslit anthem or just some season that falls In the autumn down the halls Of the ceremony we once were Now I watch you bow to her And I won’t stand in competition So you say to her the bitch is gone I can hear it in your tone When you talk to me on the phone Through clenched teeth As I try to share the beach That got me through a sparser climate But you are an intelligent primate And you can make your own decision now If you break the heart that I allow To fall into your hands Is it my fault that slipping sands Can’t be stayed by frantic movement And when you find the Divine you cannot improve it