I think I'm starting to get
The reaction of our bodies to the rain
The way our fingerprints seem to change
When there's no light to understand
What's really good or just a sin
How easy it is to write in other tongue
To spit your feelings in sentences
That don't belong to your mouth
Nor to your bones
Read what I feel not in words
Read me for I am another soul
Trapped in a foreign body
Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 11:09 PM UTC
I think I'm starting to get
The reaction of our bodies to the rain
The way our fingerprints seem to change
When there's no light to understand
What's really good or just a sin
How easy it is to write in other tongue
To spit your feelings in sentences
That don't belong to your mouth
Nor to your bones
Read what I feel not in words
Read me for I am another soul
Trapped in a foreign body
