Tour Mate Sex Dream

A tour mate sex dream, haha
You know what I mean, I ought to know
When each thought that you think
Has to rise to the surface
Has to push through the skin, just crystallizing
My compass facing you
I unfold to the sky
Feel a disjointed prayer rise
You can take a girl
Out of the city
You can make some concrete
Home to a lily
Take a seat, skyscraper or
You'll meet your maker in the heat
Of a moment you'll much regret later
A tour mate sex dream, haha
You know what I mean, I ought to know
My roots long to grow deep
So toward you they reach
Chestwardly extended
Heavy handed, awkwardly
An apology
The sharing of a dream deflected



Credits
Writer(s): Gabrielle Smith
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