Swimming clouds in a velvet mind
Float hazy on the world your not what
Meets the eye
**** I'm high on cotton webs wraped around my toes
Spiders digging their tiny feet into my scalp
Anvels sink anchor from the paddle boats of my eyelashes
My brain I can't fish for the answers anymore
Jaded echoes hum on my skin
Playing crazy eights with my soul
Can you read my lips?
Choking on my tongue with words
I won't say
Who is the boatman
I want to sit in the snow
Get lost
I'm already lost in myself
I miss you
Don't know if I know you anymore

A slice of your soul lives in my spine
But I can't remember the shape of your hands