Mon Nom

Do you see a survivor? Do you see redemption’s end Being here in a violent world making a violent man? Do you covet an angel? Do you reach with seeking hands? Do you hear a failure now whisper out another failed demand? I am next to your wishes I am close to your fears I am the one that is here Not me a freak of nature Not me a grand mistake Not me when a vision of neglected desire is coming back to shake the world awake So I bear peculiar words So I spread my arms out like wings So I dress in beauty, and echo back every time beauty sings I am the pale surrender I am the pale contender I am the one you see Come answer dark with refusal Come see a promise kept Come see the empty left hand, when nothing’s all that you got left. Watch the fire consume it And cry a savage verse Watch the better angels of nature take a dive for the earth I am the view from afar I am the living bazaar Je suis le second avenement