Of an emaciated throne, beguiled my best warriors.nBored a hole into my throat, stress the stones I’ve swallowed.nWe’ll seek the sapphire, child, I’ve lived the life.nI’ll go unwillingly, fleeting lines and lure me to my lord.nnAnd can you remember Dora and I?nBlackberry pie.nAnd December’s decisions, wishes and snow.nI want you to meet my children.nAnd I’m sorry to bother you, but Father wants to take you.nYou have to go before you’ve seen me old.nnI swear I’m going to fly, these diamond eyes are praying. nThe mountains are in my hands, and smiling.nBreathe life into me. I’m ready or not, nthe ethereal world is placid and gold.nnAnd I’ve longed to drink, I shake my head- command you.nEvery strand of flesh I bare is twisting backward.nI’m coming undone and floating away.nAnd I need that.n