But how should I put such a thing into words?
I don't want and I understand
You are my eyes after all and I their windows
First of all I'll tell you what it's like:
I tend to find myself inside a room without any walls
a jungle of volcanoes emitted by my sea
I walk alone with my hand by my side
listen to the entering air and to the contraction of the mass
you will be within
But how should I put such a thing into words?
I don't want and I understand
You are my eyes after all and I their windows
Second of all I'll tell you what it's not
it's not complex and cryptic as I've said before
though we're only just starting
you are not different and you're not alone
you are not for me to change or to ******
your own is welcome on my hands
lend me your waves, which are your thoughts
But how should I put such a thing into words?
last of all its the ability to create an openness
which is a son to the first and a daughter to the second
cry for me, I'll tell you, and then kiss you
I don't want it back and I understand your self
tell me you can say to me thunders and fjords
I am here
I am your eyes after all and you their windows
Aug 22, 2016
Aug 22, 2016 at 8:20 AM UTC
But how should I put such a thing into words?
I don't want and I understand
You are my eyes after all and I their windows
First of all I'll tell you what it's like:
I tend to find myself inside a room without any walls
a jungle of volcanoes emitted by my sea
I walk alone with my hand by my side
listen to the entering air and to the contraction of the mass
you will be within
But how should I put such a thing into words?
I don't want and I understand
You are my eyes after all and I their windows
Second of all I'll tell you what it's not
it's not complex and cryptic as I've said before
though we're only just starting
you are not different and you're not alone
you are not for me to change or to ******
your own is welcome on my hands
lend me your waves, which are your thoughts
But how should I put such a thing into words?
last of all its the ability to create an openness
which is a son to the first and a daughter to the second
cry for me, I'll tell you, and then kiss you
I don't want it back and I understand your self
tell me you can say to me thunders and fjords
I am here
I am your eyes after all and you their windows
