Paroles de Eyes Like Planets

Seven stories linger while we lie here One is for your wrist And if you lie still, I’ll weave one in your hair One for when they Pulled me from the water One is for the metal taste The pause before the pounce It’s a yarn I spin for you With the talking talking This one is a relic that I salvaged This one is the mossy claw That punctured me And here’s the holes It’s a yarn I spin for you With the talking talking The sand is seething on that coast The wound is healing on my throat It’s a yarn I spin for you