My lover thinks she knows me
'Cause I'm myself when I'm with her
But when alone I'm anyone at all
Sometimes I'm my brother
And sometimes I'm a stranger
And sometimes I am brother to the strange
Sometimes a strange woman
And all of her strange children
Who wander out when it begins to rain
And her estranged husband
And his great aunt's lover
His rapist's battalion
And their pauper's grave
And earth that consumes them
And the rain from the Andes
Which they drink like teardrops
At what they became
My lover thinks she knows me
'Cause I'm myself when I'm with her
But when alone I am anyone at all
I am light and lack of light
I am sound and lack of sound
Sometimes weakness born of might
Sometimes strength that frailty found
Sometimes I'm the blue-eyed boy who knows
Not every thorn supports a rose
Sometimes I'm the moon in an off blue sky
The ghost of the night as the day draws nigh
My lover thinks she knows me
'Cause I'm myself when I'm with her
But when alone I am anyone at all
Sometimes I'm my lover
Listening to my footsteps
Smiling to herself
At a joke I would not get
Sometimes I'm the ache
At the memory of our pleasure
Sometimes I'm the child that could not last within her
Sometimes in the morning... drunk on gravity
South of consciousness and under the down
Somewhere in winter, lying together
We wade through dreams like candied oil