Id3 - PCSmoq

Into your garden The planet of reason Whilst smiling through green scents of fear And finding laced with nectar your sweet skin and flesh so fruitfully soft For you For you Nimble your fingers Dancing like elvin of bracken through the strands of thread hair Glistening cold Nourished and golden Falling to the ground Where lies the maiden you made in your mind Twisting and gnarling while you stand in oblivion for you Silent and still Trapped in your mind So fragile like feathers of broke winged hummingbird too, ooh So don't stop the way you feel And move closer to what is real Don't feel the way you are Move closer to the light in your eyes And finding laced with nectar your sweet skin and flesh so fruitfully soft For you For you Nimble your fingers Dancing like elvin of bracken through the strands of thread hair Glistening cold Nourished and golden Falling to the ground Silent and still Trapped in your mind So fragile like feathers of broke winged hummingbird too, ooh So don't stop the way you feel (way you feel) And move closer to what is real And don't feel the way you are (way your are) And move closer to the light in your eyes Don't stop the way you feel (way you feel) And move closer to what is real And don't feel the way you are (way you are) And move closer to the light in your eyes