February 03, 2009

Public Pervert.



if time is my vessel, then learning to love might be my way back
to sea
the flying, the metal, the turning above - these are just ways to be seen

we all get paid
some get faith before they die
then through stars we will navigate
through the holes in your eyes

how many days will it take to land?
how many ways to reach abandon?

swoon, baby, starry nights
may our bodies remain
you move with me i'll feed you light
may our bodies remain

there is love to be made
so, just stay here for this while
perhaps heartstrings resuscitate
the fading sounds of your life

swoon, baby, starry nights
may our bodies remain
as deep we move i'll feed you light
may our bodies remain
in history i'll treat you right
i'm honest that way

1 comment:

Dagoberto Martínez said...

unos de mis favoritos :), nice natalie