Donated her eyes. When she was young and shy. Hated awkward breasts. And felt the yawning skylines. With care set sweet. To hear existence beat. To hold the tangible.
Let's see, uh, it was on an island. And there was this snake. And the snake had legs. And he could walk all around the island. . Yes, that's true, a snake with legs.
When I give up on it all. I feel like a dime store souvenir. And she calls my name. So low and clear. . She comes walking through the desert. Through the west Texas heat.
I saw who you, I saw who you really were. You were something, truly to me. Not that you would ever know. For anything. . How I watched you. (How I watched you).