Bombs Are Whistling

I face it with my flayed skull
And await the morning wind
It burns like salt
It's not your fault
That I have got no skin
Crying out into the dawn
Until my voice is gone
I call
I love you through it all

They said I couldn't hold you
When I tried to take your hand
Alarm bells rang
The nurse was saying things I can't understand
Too warm, too warm
I drew my arm away against the glass
Is he okay?
My flayed skull asked

I prayed the fear would pass
They say you need me here
Oh, and I need that
But I need it
My eyes scan every place
And I stand guard all night
In vigil, in warning and in waste
Unheeded

Wild, too cold and blue
But look at those curls
How do you do?

Though I cannot imagine
Recall it or conceive
Long ago and far away
I know what I believe
I know, I know, I know
Because they tell me that it’s true
That the spell will break and wake me anew

So I sit and rock and rock through space
And kiss your face and sing
The smoke is thick
My skin is sick
The bombs are whistling
The death, the doom
The leaden, looming dread is always near
But I love you
And you are here

I feared that it had won
I feared that you would never find me
My darling son
But you found me
And though it took awhile
Now I look and find your blinding starlight smile
Surrounds me

We bleed through
Clear and true
Here with you now

I wish that I could show you
What I know about this pain
I tell you now, I don’t know how
But I’ll be back again
For bowing in the scouring
Wind that lays low everything
I love you
My flayed skull sings