Hold On To Yourself

(I’m so far away from you)

I’m pacing up & down my room

does Jesus only love a man who loses?

I turn on the radio——–

there’s some cat on the saxophone

laying down a litany of excuses

there’s madhouse longing in my baby’s eyes

she rubs the lamp between her thighs

& hopes the genie comes out singing

she lives in some forgotten song

& moves like she is zombie-strong

breathes steady as the pendulum—

keeps swinging

oooooooo you better hold on to yourself

well cities rust & fall to ruin

factories close & cars go cruising

in around the borders of her vision

she says o o o o o o o o o

as Jesus make the flowers grow

all around the scene of her collision

o you know I would / I’d hold on to yourself

in the middle of the night

I try my best to chase outside

the phantoms & the ghosts & fairy-girls

on 1001 nights likes these

she mutters open sesame

& Ali Baba & the forty thieves

launch her off the face of the world

o you know/one day I’ll come back/& hold on to yourself

o baby I’m a 1000 miles away

I just don’t know what to say

cause Jesus only loves a man who bruises

but darling we can clearly see

it’s all life & fire & lunacy

& excuses & excuses & excuses

if I could, I would/ I’d lie right down/ & hold on to yourself

one day I’ll come back to you & I’ll lie down & I’ll hold on to yourself