flowers at the door

Ryan Beatty

Our heads connected
I got the message
You had your hands around my skull

Gave in to ashes
Passed up the acid
I look up to you when I m below

Why don t you turn me around
Why don t you turn me around
Why don t you turn me around

Draw on the pages
I won t erase it
I want your mark on me, eternal

I cast a shadow
While I stand above you
It s all I ever wanted, a turn

Why don t you turn me around
Why don t you turn me around
Why don t you turn me around

What s so wrong with wanting more
Rolling on the hardwood floor
Show me what s like below
I ll be where the herons go