In Ten Days

If in the next ten daysthis city should crumble apartthen that gives me just ten daysto clean out the mess in my heartand admit:I can't see passed Youand I don't wanna turn awayThe mass dissent rumbles quietand on the newsas in church pewsthey preach, The Jungle will RIOTso You have to know:I can't see passed Youand I don't wanna turn awayThere'll never be a convenient time for thisthe world's falling to piecesand I'm blind to itcos I can't see passed Youcan't turn and runcan't hidewhere would I go that could feel so alive?Where could they drag meon hands and kneestorture me for ten daysignore my pleasspit at mebreak my bonesmake me swearto leave You alone?They'd get nothingFor ten days they could starve meand I would hardlyregister pangs of hungercos I'd look at Youand the spell I'd come underwould drown out the war in the streetsand all there'd beis the stubborn soles of Your feetthe curiosity of Your naveland the weightlessness of Your laughlifting me safely above the chaosAnd on that tenth daythe day of my deathas they, in frustration, inevitablyrelent and put an end to meI'll turn to Youwith my steadfast thoughtexplaining the battleI religiously foughtthe reason I could not turn awaythe thing that I've been trying to say:"You are the light I sawwhen God created woman."