renunciation

Open eyes, closed mind
Open arms, closed heart
Open hands, closed fists

Figure out what you want
so you can leave me alone
Quit asking for the galaxy
when I've done everything
to give you the world

I could rotate before you naked
and you would still ask what I was hiding
I could silence the crickets
and the cosmic winds would be too loud
but I have this private collection of fine wine from which to choose..
you'd love to hear that, wouldn't you?

Bugger off. 

I'm done with you.