Lyrics Doctrines - Mary Bichner

Separate
From my ailment
I am not myself
When he smiles at me

I forget
All the doctrines
I've been fed
And contested

By what branch
Branch of science
You and no one else
No one else who can

Fill my heart
Up my roses
In the stead
Of the dark thoughts
In my head

Oh, my love
Look what you've done

Dear my love
See what you've done