And take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind Down the foggy ruins
of time, far past the frozen leaves The haunted, frightened trees, out to the
windy beach Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow Yes, to dance beneath the
diamond sky with one hand waving free Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the
circus sands With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves Let me
forget about today until tomorrow Has there ever been prose half as beautiful
written for a song. [Mr Tambourine Man verse 4]
He looked beneath his shirt today
There was a wound in his flesh so deep and wide
From the wound a lovely flower grew
From somewhere deep inside
He turned around to face his mother
To show her the wound in his breast that burned like a brand
But the sword that cut him open
Was the sword in his mother’s hand
The Lazarus Heart - Sting
That’s a yes