Inconsequential Ponderings or How I Fell in Love With Impossibility

I could be the one to take you
Home at night for the rest of time
I would stitch together all your cracks
And paint them in rose petals
I would dress your wounds with lace
I would crown you as my queen
And I'd love you when your dress is torn
When your makeup's smeared and you don't care

I love your damaged skin, your shipwreck heart
I love the way you dive right into chaos
I would show you a caring hand
I would care for you like a wingless butterfly


And you would be mine and I would be yours
Forever as one, we hold the line
And I would be there when the storm comes crashing
I will be there when the storm comes crashing

If I could love you