For Want Of de Rites Of Spring

I? I believed? memory might mirror no reflections on
me,

I? I believed? that in forgetting I might set myself
free.

But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught
in my throat?
And then I choked.

I bled?I tried to hide the heart from the head.
And I? I said I bled? In the arms of a girl I'd barely
met.

And I woke up this morning with the present in
splinters on the ground?
And then I drowned.

And if I can't see it's for want of? you

You said, "I see"
If there's nothing here then it's probably mine
My? My turn to see? if there's nothing here it will
always be mine, mine

But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught
in my throat?
And then I choked.

I? I guess I've learned the taste of days that will
always burn.
I? I guess I've learned if it's in the corner of my
eye I can't always turn.

And I woke up this morning with the present in
splinters on the ground? and then I drowned.

And if I can't see it's for want of? you

You.