and if i could swim
i'd swim out to you in the ocean
swim out to where you were floating
in the dark
and if i was blessed
i'd walk on the water you're breathing
to lend you some air for that heaving
sunken chest
because they chose you as the model
for their empty little dreams
with your new head
and your legs spread
like a filthy magazine
and they hunt you
and they gut you
and you give in

and if i was brave
i'd climb up to you on the mountain
they led you to drink from their fountain
spouting lies
and i'd slay
the horrible beast they commissioned
to steer me away from my mission
to your eyes
and i'd stand there like a soldier
with my foot upon his chest
with my grin spread
and my arms out
in my bloodstained sunday's best
and you'd hold me
i'd remind you who you are
under their shell

i'd walk through hell for you
let it burn right through my shoes
these soles are useless without you
let the torturing ensue
my soul is useless without you

and if they sent a whirlwind
i'd hug it like a harmless little tree
or an earthquake
i'd calm it
and i'd bring you back to me
and i'd hold you in my weak arms
like a first born

now i walked through hell for you
what's an adventurer to do
but rest these feet at home with you