Kirsten Supine

May moonlight fall
Upon your breast
May God send wind
To lick your lips
The river flows
Beneath your comb
Granite, pines, silver shine
Green velvet throne

Folding in, folding in
The water brings the flower string
Folding in, folding in
The water sings the black horse scream
May planets crash, may God rain ash
To sear our skin, to fold us in
Kneeling close, seeking hands
Our blood is warm, but what comes next?

I will let it go, I will let it go
I can't let it go, I can't let it go
I will let it go, I will let it go
I can't let it go, I can't let it go
I won't let it go, I won't let it go
I will let it go, I will let it go
I can let it go, I won't let it go
I will let it go, I can't let it go
I will let it go, I won't let it go
I will let it go, I can let it go



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Gira
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