For you, I carry fire
In my pockets, in the sockets of my body
I am the sun for a moment, slinky pink can see, only in a refelction
The hand in the fire beckons,
Reaches for something strong, it strokes the flame beneath it
Stories show up, full of flutter
Bellies roll into fists
Somethings bound to happen if you plan for it
I am bird burning
I am bird becoming air
Becoming rain
Becoming your hair
All the saliva between my bare legs
I am bird burning
I am bird becoming air
Becoming rain
Becoming your hair
All the saliva between my bare legs
For you, I carry fire in my pockets, in the sockets of my body
I am the sun for a moment, slinky pink can see only in a reflection
The hand in the fire beckons,
It reaches for something strong, it strokes the flame beneath it
Stories show up, full of flutter
Bellies roll into fists
Somethings bound to happen if you plan for it
I am bird burning
I am bird becoming air
Becomibg rain
Becoming your hair
All the saliva between my bare legs
I am bird burning
I am bird becoming air
Becoming rain
Becoming your hair
All the saliva between my bare legs
For you I carry fire,
In my body
I am the sun,
Only in a reflection
The hand in the fire beckons,
It strokes the flame beneath it
Stories show up full of flutter
Bellies roll into fists
Somethiblngs bound to happen if you plan for it
I am bird burning
I am bird becoming air
Becoming rain
Becoming hair
All the saliva betwren my bare legs
I am bird burning
I am bird becoming air
Becoming rain
Becoming your hair
All the saliva between my bare legs
I am bird burning
I am bird becoming air
Becoming rain
Becoming your hair
All the saliva between my bare legs
I am bird burning
I am bird becoming air
Becoming rain
Becoming your hair
All the saliva between my bare legs