Backward

tell me, tell me everything
sell me emptiness in pain
endless love, fountain of the rain
anything, please not this again

that’s the price for living backward
that’s the price for living good
when the world won’t see you through
that’s the price for being good

lingerie, lord of baltimore
englishmen in continuum
large, small bleeding in the brain
criminal, crime against the wind

that’s the price for living backward
that’s the price for living good
when the world won’t see you through
that’s the price for being good

lay awake, wishing I could pray
comforting tale of fairy friend
alone in pain, is to be a man
empty frame to be made again

that’s the price for living backward
that’s the price for living good
when the world won’t see you through
that’s the price for being good

violence hurts it’s a curse
you are alone, why not me?
what is equal, what is free?
see the paradox, see the end?

that’s the price for living backward
that’s the price for living good
when the world won’t see you through
that’s the price for being good