Figments

(Figments obtuse
To sing)

I got so far with you
And the devilry
While fondling a cigarette
The side you hide
My side to hide and to hurt

No month will cry my faith
I have no doubt, no doubt in heart
Obtuse, obtuse, obtuse
And I cry, and I heard you

I can tell that you’ll come today
And I come ‘round first
And cross the crescent

Go tell the sight you seek
I will sing for a life to believe
And outside it won’t stop
And I see and I hold
And I hold the light out
And I hold the light out from head