If You Are To Bloom by Hum
I'm thinking of your wide open eyes
Smiling as they feed the nerves
That push the field of silver and the colorful lines
That only you could see, like only you could do
I'm picturing a forceps in ice
That you would see if you could reach
And reconnect the ends into the delicate threads
But I just sit and wait for a blip to break the perfect little thin green line
I dreamt of jet this high
Seeding clouds from the other side
And glowing softly 'til the underbelly shines
And the back skims through the steam
Feeding upturned mouths and sprinkling away
A dusty sleep you took too soon
And you, you need watering if you are to bloom
I'm thinking of your failing green eyes
Smiling as they greet the day
But they can't see me
And now I'm picturing us opening wide
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