LEASH

Justin Chamberlain

A chain to wear
A chain to hold
A warm embrace bathed in chrome

I will wait
Call me home
You're the only voice I know
You're the only voice
I know

The time we wait
In pleasures lost
A dead parade of useless thoughts

The bloodied hand
That holds a rose
The hand that fits the glove so close
The hand that fits the glove
So close

I need your leash
Keep me in reach
I'm in your grip
I cry in relief

I'm yours to take
Yours to break and make whole
I'm in your hands with no hope

I need your leash
Keep me in reach
I'm in your grip
I cry in relief

Soft Vein