I've been learning some Japanese so I'll know when you re teasing me, but my tapes lack enlightenment in the playful insult department. Not that I m worried about what I would find; that s the last thing on my mind. I just want to take the time to read your subtleties the way that you can read all of me. I used to hate each day, crushed by all the weight of lagging history, and I was never squeezing free. Then from out of nowhere, you came in and blew my world apart. The past two years have made no sense, lost in the shadow of violence. While everyone else could just forget, I was haunted every minute. And there were months when I couldn't eat. Hid my face beneath the sheets. Shoved my face in the machinery, when all the scenery was there for me. Crack the windows wide to match the pain inside. The lights and heat go down inside me. All around. Then from out of nowhere, you came in and blew my world apart. You lunged into my frozen heart and taught me words I never knew. They came from you. So put your hands across my face and challenge me to try and trace the sound of your words across my tongue. And you can call me names just for fun