The way one feels could be likened to an opening or a slamming or a grieving heart. All of them I’ve seen inside my mouth have grown and flown south. One day I’ll be my own wet belly and I will grow a baby. Oh, he will move so swiftly to hold me completely. All of them I’ve pushed into the air. All of them will be with me when we are safe in the salty caves.
Гуру Песен