In the Wake

I want the forgiveness that's granted in the wake of a forced confession
I want the asylum that's granted if I'd fake this one defection
I want the consensus we could reach if I would take back my objection
I want the assurance that others have in spades I'll go to heaven

So many suitors saying "may i have this dance?"
At the crystal ball your card is so full
I'll read it for you

This is not enough
This will never ever

I want the stretch of another ring on my neck
Whatever you want for I can read your mind and see through time
I'll bend the truth to cradle you

This is not enough
This will never ever be enough

A promise kept the way everything keeps at absolute zero