Yes, she’s a practical deity.
No, no more flashbacks for me…
My lonely lover,
I once wondered
Where she’d been.
I’d been tripping hard
Over the pillars of my sin.
But look at you. Just look at yourself.
I don’t possess the strength to stress the point.
What you’ve done, what you’ve begun to change in this boy.
Are you really so surprised to find
That my empty shell, my living Hell, has been filled with abundant life?
Look at you.