Guayasamín (texture)

I know where it hurts
Where you keep your tension
Same old knots from
The willow of your body bending

Scars upon the earth
Deaden my senses
You say keep that heart soft
It should feel gut wrenching

Study in crimson
Notched and lined
Guayasamín
Guayasamín
Ribcage running like a river
Or a hand-stitched seam

We got that texture
Ain't no way to measure
I run my hands through
What we do
I feel them catch on the grooves
Texture
Ain't no way to measure
I run my hands through
What we do
I feel them feel them feel them
I feel them feel them feel them

Cada vez que yo te miro
I find myself surrounded
These textiles we've amounted
Con las temporadas vimos
The sacred shapes around us
We trace the lines to guide us

Deeper into one another
Taking care to trust eachother
Crestas, bordes afiladas
Make us who we are

We got that texture
Ain't no way to measure
I run my hands through
What we do
I feel them catch on the grooves
Texture
Ain't no way to measure
I run my hands through
What we do
I feel them catch on the grooves
Texture
Ain't no way to measure
I run my hands through
What we do
I feel them catch on the grooves
Texture
Ain't no way to measure
I run my hands through
What we do
I feel them feel them feel them
I feel them feel them feel them
I feel them feel them feel them