Enough Lyrics

Oh Elijah, going up
Says “be my whirlwind girl”
then spin me
Turn your eyes up
Beating his knees
To lash a tourniquet to the sun
These things you won’t believe
In his killing times
In his killing times
In his killing times
Killing times

Do not you have the whole world?
Does not the whole world open up?
Do not you have the whole world?
Is not the whole world enough?

And he lies over me
Open the sky
Empty the sea and spinning

You turn your eyes up
Stringing his teeth
To weave a tapestry from our blood,
A document of his greed –
In these: his killing times
his killing time
his killing time
his killing time

Do not you have the whole world?
Did not the whole world open up?
Do not you have my whole world?
Is not the whole world enough?

These killing times
These killing
These killing times
These time

Do not you have the whole world?
Did not the whole world open up?
Do not you have my whole world?
Is not the whole world enough?