Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Stronglace


I've walked the tight rope for so long

the February sun brought a sharp knife and you cut through
but i didn't fall, instead i flew high to you
had to forget 'bout imaginary mindropes.
Everything is true inside your blues babe
many seasons, you give me many reasons to get out of all dark rooms.
So let's go out where the ocean foam lays free
feels like playing stoned with firebirds and wooden laughing gnomes.
We don't get handcuffed to any ground, get what we want.
a tender voice will be the sound that slaps me back home from distant bounds.
give your hands all they need, keep your lips in mine and i will sweep your feet off the sand.
keep me lightheaded now, and ill stay strong hearted for your love.
Spirit rises when the sun goes down
we won't betray the silver moon above
It only rains fireballs inside my body, and your eyes turn crystal as your skin heats up.
this is my favorite ritual on an almost endless night, our flesh may melt with the candle light,
I don't mind, i know you have the cure for my naked soul.

Today's Track
Alabama Shakes - I found you

1 comment:

Sara said...

Bello... bello, bello:..:)