Can't Look Away (feat. Jamila Woods & Aja Monet)

Does a tree trunk miss a blade
Does a teardrop miss a face
What science makes us stay
See a crash, can't look away
You left a scar
Why do I feel the same?
And I been sleeping on it
But you been creeping in my dreams
Again I'm falling for ya
This time I land on my feet

I got out of love with you alive
So far
Ooh I survived
Now I think I'm goin' back in time
Too far
To change my mind

Da-da, doo-da, da-da, doo-da, da-da, doo-da, doo-da
Da-da, doo-da, da-da, doo-da, da-da, doo-da, doo-da (da, da, da)
Da-da, doo-da, da-da, doo-da, da-da, doo-da, doo-da (da, da, da)
Da-da, doo-da, da-da, doo-da, da-da, doo-da, doo-da (da, da, da)

I sift through the soil in my pot
But the house plan singing in the light of an open window
Was it breakfast you wanted or to feel the hunger of a new dawn?
I was dancing in my living room before you posed for a portrait by the record player
And perched your lips like a blues song
Shooing the shy places within
We ate mushrooms for breakfast and listened for what bloomed in our decaying minds
I followed the yes in my body and let you read the footsteps between our eyes
You belong elsewhere and I am a choice you make at every turn
Where nerves go to worship on Sunday
Where there is no religion and only love is holy
Where touch is a church
Where the heart is a playlist that doesn't skip
Where the mountains lay on their side
And watch us wander away
Closer to the earth of one another
Where we are a landscape (a postcard)
A postcard, a promise, a portal
Where to know now what we felt then
Where your hands are the horizon
Riding the sunset like an open road which is really a doorway
I sip the heaven of your hello
Where fingers find their way into a prayer
Where lovers love more faithful than flesh (Where lovers love more faithful than flesh)
Where every tomorrow is today (Where every tomorrow is today)
Where dimples dance in the desert (Where dimples dance in the desert)
And the corners of a smile
Soft as a blade of light opens the sky
Where my thighs are wet with waiting (Where my thighs are wet with waiting)
When I say, love, I mean to say, I didn't see you coming (I didn't see you coming)