Spoon from Circlusion by CRVNG

there’s ink in her skin and it's paling
like signs gone unreadable soon
there are ships in her feet and they’re sailing
and it all feels too big like her spoon

and Vince lifts his skirt, shines “I told you so!”
fake tiger goes grumpy and wild:
“you did what you could, the rest is a guess
so lean back and remain like u died -
glass lifted, mind's gifted, the center it stays
on two ships gone sailing, no matter the waves
no matter the waves.”

“maybe it is just all thought apart”,
suggests indestructible heart.
“It’s more that I feel no regard
It’s more that I feel no regard!”

waters be sprinklin’
haters be drinkin’
ma waters be sprinklin’
ma haters be drinkin’

ma meadow’s to share
the curtains run blood
ma meadow’s gone blind
they just use their hearts and hands to find
pumpin’ the undefined

their eyes too calm to glance
a comb full of straws
ma fingers in raw
ma linger for life
ma linger for life

to reawake the muscle
I take it out with faith
to let it see the sun
and to figure with embrace
that light’s not gone
that light’s not gone

so I lay, golden tears, rhizom lines down ma ears
so I lay, golden tears, rhizom lines down ma ears

and ma waters be sprinkling
and ma haters be drinking

I’ll never be found in here

So I lay, golden tears rhizom lines down ma ears

• Contemporary Club
• Electronic
• Experimental
• harsh noise
• illbient
• Vienna