In A Word - Lyrics - Gazillion

She said this is gonna hurt He paused and said "I'm paying what it's worth I toss my caution to the dirt And i resign" He looked up and cried out "Christ The moon is shining so bright" And she looked up twice To be sure he wasn't lying And he wasn't lying And it still reminds her of the kind They sit beneath it once and emptied on the fire He wish he'd read the thing a third time Because even the truest words lie like moonlight And you often have to loom more times than twice And in a word was stirring And in two it was unusually serene Barely a barrage of interjections, bated breaths and weighted questions in the air If you'll take it in thirteen And she said "gone are the times, we opened our minds to dream" She left a letter by his bedside It said "meet me at midnight The spot where the moon shines so bright" He got the message around nine Written with knuckles so white And he read it twice To be sure he read it right Because he was so tired And then he sat back and sighed The words had opened his eyes It'd be alright And it'd said so much more the second time Spoke of an end to the tell-tales So tiresome though be they so trite And in a word it was purging And in a few it would emancipate his being From the grips of this addiction so grisly, this lip twisting, big viscous thing As it's offered in fourteen She must have, recalled the times They poured out the wine and drank Like when they turned their tumblers And spilled their secrets out With willing wonder Yes with will and wonder Until the flames were doused And then she took the vessel Then she took the vessel Pulled the cork out of the top And emptied out the rest Which fell in dirty little drops And then she spoke up Through a smirk of irony and pride And said this the drink was carried in Let's take the thing and bury it A shameless place that no one else will find So when she spoke to him the first time Although she did her best to keep her mind Off of the last time she cried She still thought him snide But his eyes were just so bright And when he stepped to her side You know those sweet hallowed boys Oh how they breathe pride and poise So she replied When he asked her "If you're willing of course I'd like to drink of your voice 'cause I'm so dry" If there was someone there to warn him There'd be something in the wine He'd have drunk another barrel Smelling ***, tasting lies He said "she sets my being ablaze, And women have such wicked ways But i guess that's the price you pay 'Cause I've got passion i won't cast away as cursed And I'll remember that I'm paying what it's worth"