the kid plays switch stance. he's so unsituated. giggling girls. his hair curls. i know he knows i know he's overrated. displaced in his placement. tripped up in a statement. i'm not like him. that kid, he plays switch stance. opening everything leaves nothing open. he'll keep justifying. he knows i'll continue to bitch. you're not wrong. i'm not right. i'm not wrong. you're not right. show me your face. what's your face..
vision giving light. eyes wide might slip. it's nearly too many near misses dear mrs. hey ma, do i hafta choke on these? i'm fine right here.. . Related.
Canine exhales my steam faced spit bath. Tippy toed. noses nippy cold touch. I'm looking up through gnarling gashers,. Through drooley jowls peering into my peer.
that vangogh sky shrinks the city that shrinks me. (where the sky meets the city meet me.) man's amazing paved maze dictates paths we take. i know you know traps ease. i know no trapeze..
i can't stand standing here like this and i can't take taking any of this talk serious. i can't stand standing here like this and i can't take taking any of your talk serious. swimming eyes and spitting whys splitting ties we realize. missed kisses blown through blue night air. walking you home with a bottle of boones between us. we're trying so hard to forget who we are..
boys kissing boys.. it's 'bout time for me to take what's mine.. virginia! virginia!. . Related. . 23 Boy Band Slow Jams That Made You Believe In Love.
stains so deep they can see no end. stains so many they can hardly be seen. wrinkles like gashes and dirt formed shadows. my fingers swim for the end of a sleeve. and i can't understand. it's just my dad's old shift. it fit him so well. starched rigid. firmly creased. he grew into it and it grew into him. now i can't hear myself through all the sounds in my head. they all tell me exactly what i want. just call me tetris. i've got the headache. nothing fits and nothing disappears. call me tetris. i can't close my eyes on it..
So i said, "i guess things are alright". sternly he replied, "you just sit tight kid". one thing still bothered me, but i never did bother to ask. i couldn't figure out the words.
when i fly and look down i'd swear that's not me. that's not me. forget your taught talking and lessening lessons. you strut like a stutter. dumb loser user boy so used to the abuse can't see how he's been used. pokes me in the side. mistakes my gagging for a smile. i can't fly till he can fly..
Virginia!. Virginia!. I've got my eyes plied on Virginia. She toils the spoiled in me. Rises the boil in me. I ask her what makes her so old. Turns cold.
Oh my Mama. She gave me these feathered breaths. Oh my Mama. She told me use your voice,. My little bird. . She said sing sing sing sing sing sing melodies.
I've known mornings white as diamonds. Silent from a night so cold. Such a stillness, calm as the owl glides. Our lives are buried in snow, oh, oh. . I was sifting through the piles.
When your love rains down just like diamonds all around. Strange and changing sound transformation in the ground. Great and winding tree splits the earth from sea to sea.
Gold around those fingers shown. Bound for to carry home. Fond of the flattest field. But you know there are bones buried deep down below. . Tatted lace frail figure graced.
I've been knockin' on that door in my sleep. Fighting the fireplace glow. Knockin' on that door in my sleep. Fighting the fireplace glow. To keep me away.
Have you been wearing holes in your boots out there?. Have you been kicking bones in the desert sand?. There's a wolf inside the cave and another in the clouds.
Sun is dancing, my darling. Arms been holding me all morning. The sea is so far from home, my darling. . If we'd only feet it is here that we'd roam. Oh, if we'd just two feet it is here that we'd roam.
She was always walking, singing to her footsteps. Dirt ditch paths and pine cones digging up glass bottles. Rusty springs from feather beds, old hubcaps on the picket fence.
The tops of crags and cliffs, the air is thin. So we'll find a mountain path on down the hill. Meet me where the snow melt flows. It is there, my dear, where we will begin again.
All the back roads, all the highways. Distance countries that I've passed through. Every path has lead me back to you. Every path has lead me back to you.