Summer noon I can always stay To radiate what the cello can't play She spoke to me and provoked my band And I broke in two in the heat of her hand Like a lioness or a coyote At a pink beating heart in the balcony I followed the finger to the creature's gate In the hubbub where the pitiful congregate I thought there was a note that I couldn't hear So I floated to the whisper up against my ear Afterwards I found my face in the trash Really at the core of it it wasn't so bad Never leave your mothers womb Unless you want to see how hard a broken heart can swoon