I trust that everything that happened to us
Happened so we'd improve
Everything is proof
Everything you do
But you've got the softest arms
I have ever known
The softest arms that I could hold
Or that could hold me
Travel far away, where the neighbors talk
And I'll go away to an adjacent park
I want to go to Doose's Market
Or anywhere there's a Doose's
I am alive, and with your body close to mine
Because even the softest arms
I'm suddenly occupied
Can't bear to hold
With the reasons that I could try
Such a fragile frame
To be something that you would like
Such a broken soul
Like a star in the open sky
I've got a broken soul
Like a beam of light