Our religion is time,
Our life is work,
Our love is sleep.
And we say
"Look at how free we are"

The most beautiful thing
You can do for me
is to love
In slow motion

feel my frightened skin
my voluptuous insecurities
feel my silence breaking
wave by wave
slowly turning into **this

It's always going so slowly
I’d make a snow angel
But I’m afraid of the frost bite
Want the sun to come down
Make it all alright
Is it alright?
Is it okay?
I heard a branch broke under you
I know you’re a high climber
One timing
Two timer  
Watch yourself, little girl.

I broke into a birdsnest
Why?
To get a couple feathers and fly
To get a couple feathers and fly
I broke into a birdsnest
Why?
To get a couple feathers and fly

You broke your word
You broke my neck
I broke myself
Tried to get you back
I awoke in hell
Know what satan said?
Said "you're better off dead"
So I knew I had to live.

I broke into a birdsnest
Why?
To get a couple feathers and fly
To get a couple feathers and fly
I broke into a birdsnest
Why?
To get a couple feathers and fly

If we where to see each other again,
would the flames burst out of
our eyes, or would water come
rushing in from the fantasy of lust-fullness.
We could have fun,
we could reminisce on the sounds my
room made when you came.
Skin to skin,
Lip to Lip,
My finger nails into your back.
Slowly penetrating down your spine.
Harder, faster, Deeper, Slow and steady.
I've left my mark on you plenty of times,
and you've heard innocence eluding
my body with every moan that leaked from my lips.
If we where to see each other again,
Darling please walk away.

I've been waiting for you for a
while now.
And I would have given up on
you already if I knew being
hopeful was a sin.
But I dream about you every
night and the reality of you is
ever so present at 2:54am.

Behind my eyes flickers a
constant film of black and
white.
And in my ears I hear a stream
of jazz and laughter.
And I've figured out that that I
wouldn't mind waiting a little
longer for you to arrive.

I tried to fix you,
Because that's what I do.
I look for imperfections and cracks.
And as I tried to put your pieces
Back together, I
Noticed that I was
Slowly
Chipping away.
I am more broken than you.
Instead of putting you back
together, I should have been
saving myself.