In a sea of people I could swim...
But I'd float to you instead.
Laying on my back staring up into the clouds I saw your expression.
Like a kite suspended in flight from this ground, I am that thread.
"I'd never want once from the cherry tree",
With your sweetness on my tongue still- I cannot tell a lie-
The heated honesty of only us as ourselves sets us on fire and free.
Three days our love burned my body into fevers...
This is all of us and only of the most high above
- turning those godless into worshiping believers.
On my knees singing "when my time comes around..."
"I'll wake up without the walls around me",
And I'm not afraid because I felt you and we felt this.
It was just another work day, until I became an escapee.
He said Heaven and Hell were words to him,
And so I swore never to worry none...
  "about what his hands and body done."
And now I'm singing about how I ain't scared,
With your love, my sweet, with that thread and our heat...
When my time comes around I'm prepared.