Fierce&Foremost
Lay here, still, for a while.
We’ll discuss your dream when it’s over.
Listening to the heartbeat walking you toward the isle.
Is it ever over?
Look over your shoulder.
There’s forgiveness wider than these spiders.
This heart, these arms, is open wide and to never die.
Toss over, toward me, with a smile.
Haven’t made you laugh when you ought to cry in a while.
I’m into cleaning what i open up,
so imma be the hand to wipe your tears as they fall after i sharpen the knife that cuts you up.
Is it ever over?
Look over your shoulder.
There’s forgiveness wider than these spiders.
This heart, these arms, is open wide and to never die.
It ain’t ever over.
Yeah, this dream has me raptured.
Fashioned within 20 years time for the rest of your life.
When you’re speaking whispers sung in celestial melody into you from the chest of the one you rest upon,
and i’m speaking love fierce and foremost as i’ve known holding me close.
the collage of our atmosphere rises broken awaiting the burning sun to rise us.
