ain't no love

maybe that it would do me good, if i believed there were a god, cut in the starry firmament, but as it is that's just a lie, and i'm here eating up the boredom, on an island of cement, give me your ecstasy i'll feel it, open window and i'll steal it, baby like it's heaven sent, this ain't no love that's guiding me, some days i'm bursting at the seams, with all my half remembered dreams, and then it shoots me down again, i feel the dampness as it creeps, i hear you coughing in your sleep, beneath a broken window pane, tomorrow girl i'll buy you chips, a lollipop to stain your lips, and it'll all be right as rain, this ain't no love that's guiding me, this ain't no love that's guiding me, no it ain't no love guiding me, no it ain't no love guiding me, no it ain't no love guiding me, this ain't no love that's guiding me, this ain't no love that's guiding me, on winter trees the fruit of rain, is hanging trembling in the branches, like a thousand diamond buds, and waiting there in every pause, that old familiar fear that claws you, tells you nothing ain't no good, then pulling back you see it all, down here so laughable and small, hardly a quiver in the dirt, this ain't no love that's guiding me