You Can Come to Me

Your self-effacing charms are shot Wake up now to what you are And what you're not You can run, run, run But you can't escape Taste is sharp like mustard seed Finding out that what you want is not what you need You can talk, talk, talk But the words aren't clear When your straightedge line curves And obscures all that you see When your sure-shot sight blurs You can come to me It's too late now, your fun's been had Your shining, blinding myriad burned-out And fell down, down down To the ground Live like flower, light like stone You're calling friends but now you find You're on your own And they're gone, gone, gone With the morning light When the black-cloud sky rains On your ragged company When your thoughts slip from their chains You can come to me (You can come to me)