Images of Love

Stranger, if you come, know that much is broken
 I forget the way surrender is spoken
 Carry it high, carry it low
 Through all the images of love
 Sing into the fear, may we break the bed
 We were dead before, we'll be dead again
 Carry it high, carry it low
 Through all the images of love
 We can make no babies, we can take the stairs
 I could wash your feet, you could shave my head
 Carry it high, carry it low
 Through all the images of love
 
 Stranger, if you come, know that much is broken
 I forget the way surrender is spoken
 Carry it high, carry it low
 Through all the images of love
 Sing into the fear, may we break the bed
 We were dead before, we'll be dead again
 Carry it high, carry it low
 Through all the images of love
 We can make no babies, we can take the stairs
 I could wash your feet, you could shave my head
 Carry it high, carry it low
 Through all the images of love