Our love is like water
Pinned down and abused for being
All the things that they make you say
And all of
It's easier not to be wise
And measure these things by
I liked the way my hand looked on your head
In
Lightning crashes, a new mother cries
Her placenta falls to the
Warm bodies, I sense are not machines
That can only make
And to love, a God
And to fear, a flame
And to
The weavers live up the street from me
The crackheads, they
I wanna feel, I wanna try
I wanna rock in the
When all that's left to do
Is reflect on what's been
in the moment I was losing my head readin' too
This is not helping me at all
What you are doing
Come on baby leave some change behind
She was a bitch,
I talk of freedom
You talk of the flag
I talk of
