Deianara Crush

	One day in September you come here
	You pull my head down and you whisper in my ear
	And you tell me the sidewalk is as far as the world really goes
	But that's a secret everybody knows
	You hold my head in your hands, you say my name
	How is it that though you say it some 20,000 times, it's never quite the same?
	And you tell me that Hercules died burning, consumed by an article of his own clothing
	That's something I'd rather not be reminded of