I've seen some
Boy with the grey tone
I've kissed some
Some were locked on
Some of their cries are now long gone
There's no real stand for me on my
heels
No make up on a wait that wakes the
feels
I've loved you some
I've held your bones
I've sucked your mind
Tricked by some sign
A day we built on a strayed tone
One long dance lifts up demence
Swimming wings never go wrong
A tent to fly over a bridge, never
belong
Heavy pockets, hat on a fence,
Please please the sun and call none
home
I'll be a nail head on your doll
A brightened fever in a roll
I'll be a fairy blue
A shiny stone inside your shoe
I'll be a lucky wish for you
Dead pictures for a few
