Love is Best - Head Wound City

There’s a fire every night that shakes me from my sleep

Puts a trouble, puts a fright into the corners of my dreams

It’s not the bats biting ankle to neck that kick me from my bed

But this strange premonition sending sparks through my head

There’s a fever every night, 60,000 degrees

Takes a torch to my mind, incinerates my dreams

It’s not the death knell ringing round the clock that’s giving me fits

But this sick sinking feeling turning my head to tricks

When it wraps you in its arms, holds you like a hex

Do you confess love is best?

When it spins a web around your sweet and tender neck

Do you confess love is best?

When it climbs into your thoughts, a thief upon the cross

Do you confess love is best?

When the tears like acid rain fill your eyes with doubt and pain

Do you confess love is best?

When it calls your name, holds your fingers to the flame

Do you confess love is best?

When it sees through all your plans, a vile hologram

Do you confess love is best?

What lesson did you learn that shined above the rest?

One, my son: love is best

Only one, my son: love is best