layers

Soak my hair
Soak my skin
I don't think we have lines
That can be filled in

The city is soaked to the bone
Wet stars sleep on the street
I'll leave my hood down
Watch the rain bead the trees

Soak my hair
Soak my skin
I don't think we have lines
That can be filled in

It all bleeds into one
Each colour becomes the other
Can I mix with you?
So we can blur together

If we forget our edges
It won't matter how many jumpers I'm wearing
There will be no more layers to stop
Me from feeling

What the trees are feeling
What the stones are feeling
What the ceiling is feeling
What you are feeling



Credits
Writer(s): Lili Holland-fricke
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