I've known for years now long enough that I don't remember feeling another way, That I can't cultivate beauty It crumbles in my hands like freshly formed sugar and stains the counter It leaves strands behind in bathtubs and sinks until I am disgusted by its memory It clings to the lines in my palms persistent like people who know how to get their way The minute I say it, its beyond my control to give it the meaning it was intended for So I show you,and I'm at your mercy So I trust you and I'm full of fear Just when we thought we'd won Just when we thought we'd won The thing that puzzles me is your apparent patience your commitment to common ground, that it can be found when we don't know what we're looking for that you can figure me out when I'm deforming and morphing out of the corners of my eyes See I've always known that you can't cultivate beauty it dries with your tears and fades with the light It drowns with the dawn, collides with ...