anything i have ever said is for you R.

[billy tallent]

a measure of pain
a cup of soul,
and in walks the rain
pouring and bold
giving life and washing away,
the puddles of mud,
and all of the stains
the sun it awakens in the morning in the east
drops from the sky to lay at your feet
all this for you in a million years i know and i swear
by the twist of your smile
and smell of your hair
the future promise of a lover and wife
at the foot of their bed, a mother will fight
and to wish you all this and know it be true
not even with me should be enough proof
for sometimes i question the fortune at hand
you being a muse
me being a man