Does a tree trunk miss a blade
Does a teardrop miss a face
What science makes us stay
See a crash
Can't look away
You left a scar
Why do I feel the same
And I been sleeping on it
But you been creeping in my dreams
Again I'm falling for ya
This time I land on my feet
I got out of love with you alive
So far
Ooh I survived
Now I think I'm goin' back in time
Too far
To change my mind
I sift through the soil in my pot
The house plants singing in the light of an open window
Was it breakfast you wanted or to feel the hunger of a new dawn?
I was dancing in my living room before you posed for a portrait by the record player
And perched your lips like a blues song
Shooing the shy places within
We ate mushrooms for breakfast and listened for what bloomed in our decaying minds
I followed the yes in my body and let you read the footsteps between our eyes
You belong elsewhere and I am a choice you make at every turn
Where nerves go to worship on Sunday
Where there is no religion and only love is holy
Where touch is a church
Where the heart is a playlist that doesn't skip
Where the mountains lay on their side
And watch us wander away
Closer to the earth of one another
Where we are a landscape
A postcard, a promise, a portal
Where to know now what we felt then
Where your hands are the horizon
Riding the sunset like an open road which is really a doorway
I sip the heaven of your hello
Where fingers find their way into a prayer
Where lovers love more faithful than flesh
Where every tomorrow is today
Where dimples dance in the desert
And the corners of a smile
Soft as a blade of light opens the sky
Where my thighs are wet with waiting
When I say, love, I mean to say, I didn't see you coming
