Mother Mary
Never could wait for love
My mother told me, "Son,"

"The man who's in the mirror
He is all the man I knew you would become."
O, man inside my mirror—
O, stranger in my place—

What have you done?

And I don't know myself
And I don't know these walls
The places I was born
And all their unfamiliar halls

Are you listening, mother Mary?

My body shaking in the dark
A lover lithe and warm

O, the man who lies above her
For a fragile hour passing with the wind
And O, the lie beneath my heartbeat!
I am restless, I am torn, how I grow thin
And I don't know myself
And I don't know these walls
The places I was born
And all their unfamiliar halls

Are you listening, mother Mary?