Song for Zula

Some say love, it's a burning thing
That it makes a fiery ring
Oh, but I know love is a fading thing
Just as fickle as a feather in a stream

See, honey, I saw love, you see, it came to me
It put its face up to my face, so I could see
Yeah, honey, I saw love disfigure me
Into something I am not recognizing

See, the cage, it called, and I said, "Come on in"
I will not open myself up this way again
Nor lay my face to the soil, nor my teeth to the sand
I will not lay like this for days now upon end

You will not see me fall, nor see me struggle to stand
To be acknowledged by another touch from his gnarled hands
You see, the cage, it called, and I said, "Come on in"
I will not open myself up this way again

You see, the moon is bright in that tree-top night
I see the shadows that we cast in the cold, clean light
No, my feet are gold, my heart is white
And we race out on the desert plains all night

See, honey, I am not some broken thing
I do not lay here in the dark just waiting for thee
Oh, my heart is gold, and my feet are light
And I we'll race out on the desert plains all night

Some say love, it's a burning thing
That it makes a fiery ring
Oh, but I know love as a caging thing
Just a killer come to call from some awful dream

Oh, and all you folks, oh, you come to see
You just stand there in the glass looking at me
Oh, my heart is wild, and my bones are steam
And I could kill you with my bare hands if I was free