silver wings...

here are some thrice lyrics to read and re-read and mull over...

from tender years you took me for granted

but still i deign to wander through your lungs

while you were sleeping soundly in your bed,

(your drapes were silver wings, your shutters flung)

i drew the poison from the summer's sting,

and eased the fire out of your fevered skin.

i moved in you and stirred our soul to sing;

and if you'd let me i would move again.

i've dance 'tween sunlit strands of lover's hair;

helped form the final words before your death.

i've pitied you and plied our sails with air;

gave blessing when you rose upon my breath

and after all of this i am amazed,

that i am cursed far more than i am praised.