I wish I had a clock in a hall, then I'd know just what to write about. I wish I had a lighthouse to stop these words from dying on the rocks. I wish I could sleep with the blinds up let the visitors come lead me across the stars. I wish I had a fireplace so my thoughts could rise like smoke or fall like ash. I wish...
I wish I had a pipe to taste the smoke down by an old railway track. I wish I had a crown and a cloak so I could lie with you and call it myth. I wish I could go back to that winter, those half empty rooms, boxes strewn across a bed. I wish I could cut all your hair off, wear you down, love you to the bone. I wish...
I wish I had a telescope to find comfort in the smallness of infinity. I wish I had a long piece of grass to teach me how to wait patiently. I wish I had a hat and star, not a coward, but a cowboy on the run from the law. And I wish I heard bells every night giving ceremony to my sadness. I wish...
But you leave me breathless, you leave me....breathless.