I have an ego the size of an elephant in the room
and secrets that makes the skeleton in my cupboard friendly,
even more friendlier than Casper the ghost
I have mountains the size of molehills
and dragons that bring warmth with their breath
I have empires to conquer and a lover to betray
I am a tune in the hands of a composer,
and there I'll lay till I'm made to feel beautiful as confirmed by the nodding of heads of the audience or the kisses from the lips of lovers
I am the salvation that doesn't make prayers necessary,
the father only a dead child once alive can console
If necessary I'll be the alcohol that soothes
the drugs that makes you happy
Or the sex that liberates your emotions all in the wanton throes of passion
Perhaps I'm your mother calling you to come home
Come home my child,
Come home my child,
Rest,rest, hell is alive but heaven soothes, I'll love you like you're the ivory from the elephants tusk,
Like you're the flesh of the skeleton
Like you're everything you say you're or believe you are,
I'll love you, like I never have before
