She'll take you there and back again. Coltrane free as she finds her way. She doesn't waste the time that she's given. She knows what she wants. Fashion needs to but she doesn't want to talk about it.
The faces we carried broke apart. Believe in the powered distance fade. From the dying dust a marauding shine. For the shedded skin and soul. . Smile upon the chaos streams.
Blind spot of a lifetime this litter. Pretty fingers on the phone. Non violent grace, this religion. No one wants to be alone. . Reclaim the rust that northern birds take.
I've had strychnine, I thought I was dead. I snorted my father and I'm still alive. I did it because that's how it is done. I'm the same as everyone, just kinda lucky.