im one of them fainters in the world
with my blood ice cold
and my lips two burning coals
on the first day i fought to get out
from under my soul
my heart was a little white lamb
freed from a thicket
and slapped on a buttery frying pan
felt id love a big white snake
laid my kisses on its hugs till i was blue in the face
but she didnt kill me and i didnt die
though i would have gone brightly
closed my eyes and the golden light kept flying
though it couldnt ever again fly rightly
im a fainter
my knees are all stoney and strong
from all the praying and kneeling ive done
from all the hoping and fainting ive done
thought id try and love a star
or id be good as moss or granite on a beach
and that my love might take me up there
but im not a drop of rain
who gets directly to the sea
i started out uneasy and unfree
and climbed a beam of light
like a knife down in the night
i had a year of darkness
and then one dawn