The Wanderer
Kid A
"Ultra Violet"
Eyes the could burn holes in the sun
or darken the blackest sky at night
Her gaze could freeze the pools of lava that run
or melt the rings of Saturn on sight
Lips, wet as the ocean's breeze
and pink as the rose left unseen
Her whispers soft to the lovers they tease
or sharp like the thorn plunging somewhere between
She is the sun, and you will never have your fill of her blinding rays
your thirst is never extinguished, as her sap drips from your lascivious limbs
and you are drenched in a pool of saffron,
squeezed from her passion like lemon nectar into an infinite's summer cocktail
tangy, yet sweet -- her sea is the saltwater to your tongue
only you drink her like a mirror,
stealing her spector and making her reflect within you
until she burns a hole in your withered soul and you are the ozone.
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alright, it's pure self-indulgent crap, but it's my self-indulgent crap
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lemon -- she brought sunlight
Eyes the could burn holes in the sun
or darken the blackest sky at night
Her gaze could freeze the pools of lava that run
or melt the rings of Saturn on sight
Lips, wet as the ocean's breeze
and pink as the rose left unseen
Her whispers soft to the lovers they tease
or sharp like the thorn plunging somewhere between
She is the sun, and you will never have your fill of her blinding rays
your thirst is never extinguished, as her sap drips from your lascivious limbs
and you are drenched in a pool of saffron,
squeezed from her passion like lemon nectar into an infinite's summer cocktail
tangy, yet sweet -- her sea is the saltwater to your tongue
only you drink her like a mirror,
stealing her spector and making her reflect within you
until she burns a hole in your withered soul and you are the ozone.
-
alright, it's pure self-indulgent crap, but it's my self-indulgent crap
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lemon -- she brought sunlight