Sylvia

Tangerine peel on a blood-lit sky
Tingle on the fingertips, catcher in the rye
Open up the dark feed the words in your head
Spill them like a feather or a tonne of lead

Colour on your mind, shadows move within
Moving through the day with an inverse grin
Trouble in the yew tree, me too, three
Animal souls and a swarm of bees

Bringing in a metaphor
Throwing out a rhyme
There's honey in the hive
But you're running out of time
There's ink in the pen
But the paper's all wet
Write it on your skin
So you don't forget

Take your seat at the snowflake show
Watched it for so long that the grass did grow
Trouble in the yew tree, me too, three
Animal souls and a swarm of bees

Bringing in a metaphor
Throwing out a rhyme
There's honey in the hive
But you're running out of time
There's ink in the pen
But the paper's all wet
Write it on your skin
So you don't forget

There's honey in the hive
But you're running out of time
Write it on your skin
So you don't forget



Credits
Writer(s): Stephanie Wilson
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