Cut through this clockwise fog
I'm finding new substance in detail and waking up
Embodied in reflective puddles and impulsive acts of clarity
Why go home?
Let go
Dissolve into blossom
I am the
Beauty in the trees
Kind blanket skies
Tear through my
Willing flesh and bone to dust
In the wind
In your skin
Cloudless in melon-tinged sunsets
And locked at the wrists
[00:00.751]Cut through this clockwise fog
[00:07.772]I'm finding new substance in detail and waking up
[00:15.637]Embodied in reflective puddles and impulsive acts of clarity
[00:29.113]Why go home?
[00:42.040]Let go
[00:47.645]Dissolve into blossom
[00:53.525]I am the
[00:58.296]Beauty in the trees
[01:09.797]Kind blanket skies
[01:13.720]Tear through my
[01:16.240]Willing flesh and bone to dust
[01:22.135]In the wind
[01:24.670]In your skin
[01:28.032]Cloudless in melon-tinged sunsets
[01:29.441]And locked at the wrists