she blisters in the heat, she bleeds
her sentiments onto the sheets
these stains won't wash in the floods he sings
her silver tongues' whispering sleep
i love you
works every time
"some of these days, you'll miss me honey!"
a borrowed line
this place is dry
through desterts i drift atomized
board the ark in single file
baby, cry me a flood
"some of these days..."
we're birth
we're lost
we're found
we're lost
we're lust
we're dust
we're soil |