Life Lines

baby, tell me you love me.
Lie to me tonight.
“About what?”
Anything, baby, anything
make me believe in something
something that could be real
anything to hold onto
when the floods come
and I forget how to swim.
“There’s no need to lie.”
Baby, please, just for tonight
give me a branch to hold onto;
can’t you see Love’s River
taking me into the rapids?
Please, toss me a thread
from your golden voice.
“What lie can save you?”
Aw baby, any lie you can conceive
that puts me first in this world;
just anything you might think of
to give me faith that we’re not dead
and this moment is not a dream I’d had
when you might have loved me.
“I understand eternity, and still I love you.”
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