LYRICS
Radial
my body fills itself up, that water moves with the tides,
I don’t know if its the moon still pulling strings from the side, or has the tension been cut a hundred thousand miles up leaving a dang(a)ling thread for satellites to touch the skin I'm in is younger than me and it never felt the mother’s mother or any number of cotton covers hands callus and capture a couple days, another chapter imprisoned in amber haze, the thickened diligence (ah) filling the crevices, them tidal nooks disappear and become the sea again get it back that sense of touch that sense of touch I let it go I gotta let it go I gotta gotta… |
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