I Wish...I Wish
LYDIA LUNCH, THURSTON MOORE
With knees that crush the deafened stones
With silent incantations I pray.
Defile this slopside beside all the rest.
Tie me to a tree I bet you don't
I wish I would, I wish I wish I wish I wish you would.
I couldn't turn tomb after tomb in this graveyard of broken hearts,
But bury the grudgers the backyard lies in wait, I did a couple of really awful things.
I did I did I did I did I did come undone.