This spring holds a killer her in her claws she comes up with the river that climbs the mountainside if she climbs up the ribs, climbs up the lips with a swing in her hips.
The spring time, the spring time is here it sprung from my.. the light in .. so there's.. my heart is a beak and a mouth that sings hey what do you see, hey what do you hear the sound of the sea or the sound of your heart heart heart heart heart nervous, nervous, nervous instead
The water, the water the waves release her, release her from me.
Are you counting yourself the spring, spring
I cover my ears, and open my mouth the depth seeps into my bones like it's floating in salt water water
When I slip into the water covered by the gentle wave, I follow a trail of secrets patterned light passes right through you Driftwood town but lips and salt lake a black vegetable soup of hair and teeth I run out to you I run out to them I run out of bullets