Make Me a Boat

Starting to sort and cained
Brushed but little pain
The roof grass has grown
And spotted city but stoned

Make me a boat
For forty it floats
To keep every pair
Warm them with care

Blood was the cater
Loins the heart's operator
Thought I was singing a trickster
But I'm discontent with no elixir
The young seed feels the oxy
It purrs at her curves
The older faun can't
Because his wrinkles numb his nerves

Make me a boat
For forty it floats
To keep every pair
Warm them with care

No coin for nickel bribes
It soils the shine just to describe it
Is there pavement out of lathering
Or is the rust lying there just legit
In front are belted strings
Through a thread the hours soap
His profile to make the full skyline
Beginning with a hand to grope

Make me a boat
For forty it floats
To keep every pair
Warm them with care

A birth famine and skin-olive growth
Become the pastime of the hill
Soil shovels and buries the rotten
And the rest of the good will



Credits
Writer(s): Evan Mix
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