So Will I
Sweet little line of color and sound
I can't see the shape you follow as the song breaks down
Soft little pace creeps with the ground
Will my blanket shield you when I turn around?
Sweet little spot, mumbled and hot,
Creepers spill like ivy that the seed forgot
Soft little nest, bitter and blessed,
Linger for the first and only time we kissed
.time we kissed
I see anger in your eyes,
I'm not blind, I'm not blind
I say dogs and babies die
So will I, so will I
So will I
So will I
Sweet little drop of liquid and silk,
Pushing slowly, sliding coarsely like spider's milk
Soft little bud yearns for the flood
Speak the drop as if it were your aching blood
Speak the drop as if it were your aching blood
I see anger in your eyes,
I'm not blind, I'm not blind
I say dogs and babies die
So will I, so will I
So will I, so will I
Soft was the whispered breath,
Muttering and stuttering
Hot thorns with blood to press,
Always wistful, wondering
Sweet little face of mangoes and sand,
Please, please don't slide aside from shape in my shaking hand
Soft little eye, deep as the sky,
I would be your chattle if you wouldn't cry
.you wouldn't cry
I see anger in your eyes,
I'm not blind, I'm not blind
I say dogs and babies die
So will I, so will I
So will I, so will I
I can't see the shape you follow as the song breaks down
Soft little pace creeps with the ground
Will my blanket shield you when I turn around?
Sweet little spot, mumbled and hot,
Creepers spill like ivy that the seed forgot
Soft little nest, bitter and blessed,
Linger for the first and only time we kissed
.time we kissed
I see anger in your eyes,
I'm not blind, I'm not blind
I say dogs and babies die
So will I, so will I
So will I
So will I
Sweet little drop of liquid and silk,
Pushing slowly, sliding coarsely like spider's milk
Soft little bud yearns for the flood
Speak the drop as if it were your aching blood
Speak the drop as if it were your aching blood
I see anger in your eyes,
I'm not blind, I'm not blind
I say dogs and babies die
So will I, so will I
So will I, so will I
Soft was the whispered breath,
Muttering and stuttering
Hot thorns with blood to press,
Always wistful, wondering
Sweet little face of mangoes and sand,
Please, please don't slide aside from shape in my shaking hand
Soft little eye, deep as the sky,
I would be your chattle if you wouldn't cry
.you wouldn't cry
I see anger in your eyes,
I'm not blind, I'm not blind
I say dogs and babies die
So will I, so will I
So will I, so will I
Credits
Writer(s): Cody Carl Weathers
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