For too long I’ve been away
I stand at these dawn-lit doors
Aching for sweaty entrance
Falling with slippery grace
Too long I've been forced to dream
Of floating on cotton sheets
Stretching out against these walls
Rolling within naked bliss
Up and down these halls I creep
Deeper into into the darkness
Lies the tomb of Israel
Inch by inch I rise from dead
Oct 16, 2022
Oct 16, 2022 at 2:46 AM UTC
For too long I’ve been away
I stand at these dawn-lit doors
Aching for sweaty entrance
Falling with slippery grace
Too long I've been forced to dream
Of floating on cotton sheets
Stretching out against these walls
Rolling within naked bliss
Up and down these halls I creep
Deeper into into the darkness
Lies the tomb of Israel
Inch by inch I rise from dead
