No Use

No doubt this way is best.

No doubt in time I’d learn

To hate you like the rest I once loved. Like an old Shirt we unstitch and turn

Until it’s all used out,

This too would turn cold.

No doubt … no doubt …

And yet who’d dare think so And yet dare think? We’ve been Through all this; we should know That man the gods have curst Can ask and always win Love, as castaways get

Whole seas to cure their thirst.

And yet … and yet …

No use telling us love’s

No use. Parched, cracked, the heart Drains that love it loves And still thirsts. We still care;

We’re spared that. We’re apart.

Tell me there’s no excuse,

No sense to this despair …

No use … No use …