Cenotaph

If from one comes one and only one How is it I tick here so woebegone? And though I cannot feel I note my sums Two ohms from null And though but half of you and a mess of fuse I've witnessed searing love and sought refuge And as you've come because I grew not used But ever-fast Just close those lids and rest assure As vigilant and the your in your's in arms I'm glad Not sad, no Should I hope to be the light you'd deny Could I scratch the paint To where you must shine With tears that we might crush And you might hide Should I hope to be the light in your life? Should I hope to be the pie in your sky? A la mode with all that's sweet and divine A path to a path to isles we'd benight Should I hope to be the light you'd deny? Could I scratch the paint to where you must shine? With tears that we might crush and you might hide