halls of sarah

a childless widow of a nation

you cry like guns across the water

yet we expect you to bring springtime

it isn't fair

searchlights wither in your hair

you are a silent movie

sarah

men build their industries around you

gathered in withers of your hair

they're looking farther on reflection

you're left to die of exposure

sarah

sarah with the beating heart

sarah with the mouth of stone

sarah with the. you are a silent movie

sarah

let her go

the light is fading

i cry like guns across the water

she didn't ask to be your remake or your muse

the parasites inside of booze

sarah with the beaten heart

sarah with the mouth of stone

i call but there is no one home

sarah with the beaten heart

sarah with the mouth of stone

i call but there is only echo

from a recording machine

screaming my dreams

you see our poets

do an odious business

loving womankind

as lions love christians

so who are you to deny

who are you to deny them

sarah?