You wanted me to say
another  thing
perhaps about the sky
maybe of the rain

You wanted me to breathe
condensation on your face
you wanted me to exhale
vibration in this place

Your eyes were moving side ways
your lips were trembling
and I was reciting 5 ways
to get a crystal glass to sing

A bit less pressure,
just keep it going smooth
slow down around the curve
steady when you move

Friction is a friend
of those who like the sound
of softly grinding skin
reverberating into the ground

Sandy eyes, I'm waiting for the tears you cry
waiting for some time, just to lie
at your beckon call and side

Blood shot eyes are standing in time
and 'm holding to mine
and holding to yours

Speak to me in shades of green
speak to me in symmetry
I would like to unfold in seven hundred perfect rolls
and you can all and unwind into every space of mine.

Shredding strings from molecular rings
and I'm peeling rinds from my  roots and my lines
well you should have known that this is where we belong
please dont make a wish for it all to fall away
please dont make a wish unless for it to stay

In time  will be my grave
the time is what we brave
and im hoping for a hundred more
lives above me but what for
and what is it im looking for
What it is im living for
what is meaning cant implore
or understand

i guess you and i both have hands
and we should hold them.

Would you look at the time
my skin that is drying
and the whole time im hiding
the truth

would you look what i said
how i thought i was well read
how my intentions thrive in death
oh im begging.

Can you tell me who I am
and if you couldnt then i cant
and im sick of this romance
of dying dues.

I asked you how to spell it
and  you want to repel it
all the way from me you wanted
gone

I tried my giving hope,
I tried our tethering rope
you wanted it or nope
i never knew.

I guess all the while
as if i were a child
i held on to you,

at least hoping for some truth

All your strings run all so smoothly
and im washing in and out
Your gathering everything i told you
and its growing very loud

anchor me here Fish man
your bold blues are flattering me
I know its only half passed five
but i feel we both have some where to be

and its home with the rest of you
the chest of yours
the leftovers
my hair in your face
and the stars in their place.

My lord such a staking pain
you left me hear, but call my name
I'm glad to tell you you've won
but the feelings just now fun
cause its rushing now away
to a further worser place
and im just another case
of petty self pitty in a pool of drool

Instantly I grow nearer to the subject

like its my pain

Candy soaked and rhythmic
see the words they make no sense
But the feeling that i'm feeling
I swear must exist


time is fully passing and the feeling is profound
like my atoms smashing every time i move my mouth
and speakings coming out, like it wants to feel so proud

but its only atoms smashing when i move my mouth