I Am No Conqueror

I kiss you and see banisters
Kitchen full of herbs
Windows at five o'clock
I'd give you all my future
For a well-set dinner table
I am no conqueror

We came home from
Biking up the big hill
And your apartment building
Was black and without windows
The guts of home
Spilling out the empty space
And the smell of all we planned for
I am no conqueror

All the pieces that we gather
To bring and keep us here
Sleeping with four noisemakers
And sponge stuffed in our ears
Oh the days feel so long
But baby it's been years
I am no conqueror

My hands are numb
And my stomach's sour
You're platinum league in StarCraft
I have two therapists now
I lay with my face to the earth
And my dog sits on my head while I do yoga
I am no conqueror
I am no conqueror
I am no conqueror

Our bodies are frail
We are made of wonder and pain
Christening New York City
By crying on every train
But for you
Oh for you
I'd do it all again
Cause I am no conqueror



Credits
Writer(s): Sarabeth Weszely
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