chimes…
Windless night has got her down,
Puddle-staring at the stars,
And suddenly she sees so right,
Her steps are all she owns.
Crouching low looks like a lake,
Making ripples with her toe.
And suddenly she steps right in,
She’s reached the stars and feels so…safe.
Takes a dive to end up higher
To make sure she’s not a ghost.
Windless night has got her down,
Puddle-staring at the stars,
And suddenly she sees so right,
Her steps are all she owns.
Takes a dive to end up higher
To make sure she’s not a ghost.
In Gran Parte, Inalterata
Looping we’re looping I, uh
We keeping on going umm I, uh
The wind on my skin is a small death oh I, uh
Thinkin we’re thinking I, uh
No we been recalled oh i
The glitch and I’m missing my own skin from time and
Again and from time and
Again and from time and
Again and from time and
Again and from time and
Again
Was largely unaffected
Looping we’re looping I, uh
We keeping on going umm I, uh
The wind on my skin is a small death oh I, uh
Thinkin we’re thinking I, uh
No we been recalled oh i
The glitch and I’m missing my own skin from time and
Again and from time and
Again and from time and
Again and from time and
Again and from time and
Again
Was largely unaffected (x2)
illuminated
They fly
Floating
They’re breezy
Waft away all the way gone
And play the game all the way wrong
Waft away all the way gone
And play the game all the way wrong-ong
-oh-oh-oh-oh-she’s here
-sli-ther-slip-per-un-der-shun-her hee^ee^eeere
-oh-I’ve-wan-ted-all-this-won-der fill meeee
-til-I’m-bloa-ted-ug-ly-soaked-in fear
Let’s blame
Seek fame
Adore him
Clap loud you won’t hear the whisper
And feel like you did when you were
Clap loud you won’t hear the whisper
And feel like you did when you were-oh
-oh-oh-oh-oh-she’s here
-sli-ther-slip-per-un-der-shun-her hee^ee^eeere
-oh-I’ve-wan-ted-all-this-won-der fill meeee
-til-I’m-bloa-ted-ug-ly-soaked-in fear
A wave overhead, splashes of foam,
Drink it and dance til it’s mixed all alone,
And talk to me more, talk to me more,
So the bubbles can reach me and pop in my throat,
Sing me a soh-oh-oh-ohhhhhng of green glass
And here I am, through the bottle, looking at the past.
-oh-oh-oh-oh-she’s here
-sli-ther-slip-per-un-der-shun-her hee^ee^eeere
-oh-I’ve-wan-ted-all-this-won-der fill meeee
-til-I’m-bloa-ted-ug-ly-soaked-in fear
Frolic
Logic
What’s it
Sleep and it all will be gone
Dream of a day you belonged
Sleep sweet and drift away on
Promises that will leave you numb
-oh-oh-oh-oh-she’s here
-sli-ther-slip-per-un-der-shun-her hee^ee^eeere
-oh-I’ve-wan-ted-all-this-won-der fill meeee
-til-I’m-bloa-ted-ug-ly-soaked-in fear
blind bird
silver slivers float with the crows.
Black beak opens and delivers
Shivers as it glistens in my fingers
Bird show me how to build my nest.
Frail feathers caked in ash,
Weathered past to day-faked newness,
Naked blue means clueless lasts.
Still teach me how to build your nest.
And I wait, and it rains, silver whisps cross my eyes.
Silver whisps cross my eyes.
Lacquered lashes frame blank looks,
Black wingtips flash in lasting play,
Shook quaked and glimmered as I should,
Crow show me how to weave my nest.
Smooth and gray as spider’s silk,
Wafting in a windy spring,
Wings unfold to silversmith,
Silver string I line our nest.
