what has love in store for me?   considering where I’ve been   I'm not sure I want to see   because I’ve held it in my hand   and simple as a grain of sand   I let it slip from my fingers   lost forever and...      how must a broken heart believe   in the abundance of the sea   or every tear held there’s unique?   I taste her salt still on my tongue   there’s a breath of her still in my lungs   how could I hope to love another   and   walk   again      among the holy fools   and liberated mules   among the holy fools   and all the world is new      so what has love in store for me   will it bring me to my knees?   show me how a mystic sees   cos there’s so little I understand   from universe to grain of sand   and how she slipped from my fingers   lost forever and...