Boiling the kettle sitting on the stove All your eyes ever do is rove Over the arches and around the bends I close my heart and the message hits send And it never gets past her gate Because her love is born of hate Or at least of fear The arrow quivers when it gets near To the point where it hits home The target and I are all alone In the mists of what you can’t control I didn’t ask for you heart, I didn’t ask for a soul I just asked if it was okay to give you mine And say that it’s you and I for all of a time Is that a paradox You’re the one who undid the locks Around the chains of me And the rains of sea Come to drown the land I know you think you understand But you’ve missed the crucial point And that’s why your nose is out of joint In the articulate Did you hear the click of the gate When I walked out the door Left the garden and what’s more I condemned it to darkness again Until I can find the light in men