Come kiss me by the hearth, the fire Burning in the fireplace; Come make a home with me, where we Can rest from all the toil and chase For love can sweep across the land, And you and I be swept away From dingy clouded overcast And towards a newer, brighter day -- Come hold my senseless hand, and know That words are empty, meaningless; Come lay your expectations bare, These I can turn to ruin and mess For all that sweeps across this land Is pesticide and gravel dust: And there's no saving us from us But we will still pretend -- We must

I love this Owen. It begs to be read aloud!