that is overused,
overabused?
Can i speak from my soul's sol so your soul's sol will know?
You make me naked,
make me bend,
swallow my dirty night,
covered with your bright.
In no skin to hide,
your heart hears my heart,
your soul sings my soul,
your smile says my smile.
Know now,
what i know,
this is now,
and now i know,
i struggle to go with the flow.
I am trying to go slow,
to do it right,
and i turn left
and left
and left,
and that is right.
Can i paint for the world
show my Pop-Rocks dream
my dream come true
is my dream of you
And how you see
deep into me
past my smile
past my skin
200 to pass GO
and i let you in
But i didnt open the door
and you didnt knock
Now you are here
Now you see
Now you know
All that is me
I quake in fear
of the seeing you do
I ask to curl up in you
You say okay
Like its any other day
I marvel at your capacity
To be and give so free
Put rocks in pockets to slow me down
but i hurdle towards you
never touching the ground
I hurdle towards you
without taking a step
without making a sound
Cause you are already here
Came in and set up camp
and you say its me that appeared
And i ask you one more time
Know now
what i know
know it in the bottom of your soul
that if there is one thing i know
i know
is true
no, wait
there's two..
one is that word
that i will abuse too
and the second
is that
i am in love with you.