I will kiss your colored bone I drew a house on your back, you called it
A home In the garden, apple trees
Some fall, they’ll fall, you said to me I want that old kind of love, you said
You’re somewhere now I look the
see what see?
will your I the sky your knee, a
Wild that love, said
You’re I to the skies, oh, injury
see what I see?
thin porcelain china in my hands china in my
Thin in my hands I so with
You’re somewhere now I look to oh,
see?
will I traced knee, you were