Proven to bend the rain, 16 strikes to 27 stones.
What I could not float proves to bring out that red screen,
there dare to dream.
Did I mean to look on a queen and crown myself.
Howd you go from pride and soft sides to gritted?
I pose Though The Know is the other hand of The Do clapping for myself I jumped right into you.
Bearing close to damnation, I played my part.
Lets get unzipped and wash up.
By a warm fire Id share a false sense of love.
Nestled in four letter sentiments.
Whispered in linen hints.
Sink this so far that its a new high.
Bottle pour low most of what you call Sinner.
Tribute. The rest to sparkle numb me.
So many halls, so many falls.
Skin is the liquor, the only thing weve eaten in days.
And these ARE the days the best.
The rest may hinge, but lets just breathe.
Lets get unzipped and wash up.
By a warm fire Id share a false sense of love.