#4 – Alabaster

Look how love has made of you an alabaster lamp.
Love’s strong knife has made of you an alabaster lamp.
Scraped the shining stone down to a shell, and lit a flame.

Once upon a time, you were solidly yourself.
Once upon a time, oh, you were solidly yourself.
A story you could tell, for it ended with your name.

And if no light shone through?
And if no light shone through, you didn’t know it.
What cares a stone for darkness? You had never seen a flame.

See how love has made of you an alabaster lamp.
Now love shines straight through you like an alabaster lamp.
Now you’ve been carved open; you will never be the same.

 

(A blues.)

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