Am I a superhero ?

Well, I held you like a lover. Happy hands. Your elbow in the appropriate place. And we ignord our others. For that delicate look upon your face. Our bodies moved and hardened. Huting parts of your garden. With no room for a pardon. In a place where no one knows what we have done.

Do you come together ever with her? And is she dark enough, enough to see your light? And do you brush your teeth before you kiss? Do you miss my smell? And is she bold enough to take you on? Do you feel like you belong? And does she drive you wild or just mildly free? What about me?

And I know I make you cry. I sometimes you wanna die. But do you really feel alive without me?

Damien Rice