I left the door stark open
When I stormed out of the church!

Through the squall I walked all night
Barefoot on the shore

High winds crashing through the darkness
Wild sea beating at my toes

I walked the sinking sands all night
Waiting to confront you

I knew you were there, somewhere
You Goddamn knew it was me!

One crazy streak of thunderbolt
Kept hounding me, like a madman’s eye

They’d dumped their nets, the fishermen
And bolted towards sanity!

It rattled and creaked all night, the door
Eccentric winds wheezed
Through the shattered windows
Rocked the barren Altar

A yellow lamp swayed, spilt light around

From corner to corner of the tall damp walls
Darted the white pigeons
Seeking asylum from a hostile sea

Drenched to the bone, I stumbled in your door
Hoping for once to find you, instead
Got knocked around by emptiness

Hiding some place, weren’t you?

For once you should have had the gall
To confront me! For once
You could have come clean with me!