Bleed hearts talking on the phone How long does it take to count all the faces in the room who don't pray any way like you Church room full of painted masks Silver surfer melting wax takes on shapes of crucifixes on some child's head Breath, why are you so shy? Kitchen sink full of ants carry sugar down the walls Every sweetening has been made off A mailman walking up the fence a dog bark heard inside my head These are the things that keep me from the truth, the truth Breath, why are you so shy?