Shifting Spheres from Far In by Walktell

Shifting spheres that lift me from accustomed costumes
postured beneath the mango tree I felt a warm fall into me
and it lingers as the subcontinent recedes
I wonder how to carry all I want to be when nothing’s fixed
I arrived to frigid irises
but persevere there's a fire to be found

Even in the coldest climes time can be so kind
and even in the deadest end you can find you can find a friend
but if you dress if you dress for the plunging mercury
you'll reap an abundance of certainty
just remember to strip when you go inside

Elevator take me to the sparkling city
petty theft of lovers tears is commonplace it's no crime here
but in the book is written sins of omission the same
as though you blame your health on icy breath you tell yourself
there's nothing left up on the shelf to keep you in the clear
but in the closet you shake the jacket of its dust

Even in the coldest climes time can be so kind
and even in the deadest end you can find you can find a friend
but if you dress if you dress for the plunging mercury
you'll reap an abundance of certainty
just remember to strip when you go inside

• Pop
• eclectic
• orchestral
• world
• Palo Alto