yeah, there is a wildness
that sits in the city
out in the abandoned backyard
of the house where you broke in
and yeah, I'm going to wallow in it
yeah, I'm going to sneak around
tenderly
until I am just covered in
some kind of dark
sin
and yeah, there is a roughness
right where the wrists are bending
hovering in our voices, keeps us wondering
and yeah, I'm going to sit with it
yeah, I'm going to drink it up completely
until I am just swimming in
kindness of a dull thing
