windowsill
ponders his maker
ponders his will
to a travel below
he only ain’t nothin’
but he’s got a good view…
on a edge
know-nothin’ town
feelin’ utterly superior
the aged come
to a sky above
he only ain’t nothin’
but he’s got a good view…
on a corner of a
christmas purify love
young pure from heaven
visiting…
to a male above her
she only ain’t nothin’…
she doesn’t like a view
doesn’t like a view
doesn’t like a view…
but he sinks himself deep.
can’t hold a bottom
in too deep
can’t hold a bottom
can’t hold a bottom
in too deep
can’t hold a bottom
can’t hold a bottom
in too deep
can’t hold a bottom
can’t hold a bottom
deep…
