Cave-o-sapien

Cave-o-sapien -
You were made for breaking of my back.
As I carried you past quiet houses,
Kicking through the roses in the yard, I spied
The wildflower kisses on your neck – saw the garden
Had been trampled past repair.

Oh, Cave-o-sapien.

You look like the sunrise!
- Purple, lemon, baby-blue and gold -
But I knew it sounded bad when you said NO REGRETS
And then said nothing more.
And while you're leaning deep into the smoke
Of those sticks
You keep rubbing together,
I keep thinking about how bad it's gonna burn,
And all the people I loved, back home,
Who I loved, and love,
That you turned on.
People just offering shelter from the wind.
So bow your head into the wind,
My Cave-o-sapien.

I had a vision of a gorilla,
And he was a killer,
A killer!

Alone,
In fields of stone,
You're not the sunrise,
You're just alone.

But I've got you, until you're gone