Summer Glass

(альбом: The Greater Wings - 2023)

I can't say if it was devotion
I just wanted to feel the sun on my skin
I brought myself to the edge of the water
Crossed the river to remember who I am

We draw the lines of protection
When our palms meet at every edge
You lit my joint with the end of your cigarette
Spun the pavement's spirit, harnessed into flesh
I do have lingered on an empty rooms
Desire, laughter, blood, ache, abandon
Are we gonna bring this to fruition
The tattoo you gave me, lying in bed

Watched the light turning gold
Our limbs are sick wings of shadow
You are the family that I chose

One day the skin that holds me will be dust
And I'll be ready to travel again
For now I want to go further in
Into moment, into vision, and into you
I swore I'd show myself so I could renew
That's not the same as being new forever
The shape of your hand left on the dust of summer glass
I want to be whole enough to risk again