Patti Smith - Fireflies lyrics

can but do for you

to twist in my hand

the thorn of thy youth

in draw thy seed

to turn in birth

thy sighs thy moans

I and I alone

I will wash your feet

and dry them with my hair

I will give to you

every other tear

thy spear thy mouth

thy season of mirth

thy highs thy lows

I and I alone

ghost of thy ghost

walk I will walk

a burning stem

to illume thy night

blood of my blood

bone of my bone

can but do for you

I and I alone