HOUNDSTOOTH

Oh I'm ragged and rough and I live in the city alone

And I slept with a man with a mind like the Rosetta Stone

In his face, though, I pictured you

And I woke in the morning so brazen and bored and blue, it's true

And I hoped it would hurt if you knew

Oh I tore up my love songs and lost all my language for you

And I finally found a new downtown to rove my way through

But I dream of being something else

And I fear becoming, but

Everyday I try so hard to trace the forms of who we are