Unsatisfied Mind
Misty Boyce
I heard you talking in your sleep
I heard you crying for the devil
I saw him come to your side like an old friend
And when you woke inside his arms
Think ye be held in by an angel
You couldn’t move away in time
He keeps a locket by the bed
Says it reminds of the pain she felt
Says I can’t understand
And I never will
If I can’t get inside his grief
I guess I’ll go and find my anger
I guess I’ll scream out loud while I watch him bury her still
What keeps your mind unsatisfied
Unwelcoming of the answers you’ve begged of me
When I give you more I’ve nothing for myself