Gleam

just a fresh perception like the flown-out distressed look of your tuesdays. i'm in lust, i'm in current dispositional delusion, i'm in just a little bit of sugar, i'm in utero.
candy breath and new beach-breezes kiss you just in time, save you from melting out of my hands, i think i have you now, i think i have you. you're in glass, you can't see, you belong, you're woven into me, you believe, you're just in mind.
circle it into one more chord, two bars above my twist. you lovely, you gleam, you comprehend what i am thinking. like me, you collect sand. we could make glass candies out of history, just like artisans. i think i am liking the taste already.
just a fresh perception like the flown-out distressed look of your tuesdays.
but it's a constant re-calculation, think it through. so much of it is you.
i'm in lust, i'm in current dispositional delusion, i'm in just a little bit of sugar, i'm in utero.