Thin as Clouds
Chokebore
We've all been up for days,
and I've been splitting sound chewing pills out on the street and we all are as thin as clouds but all the people out here have drowned all hearts and drowned all hands they're half way out and they're half way down that leaves them... needing.
We want each others tongues,
all the right liquids mixing now your eyes are big as lemons, sweet young fingers and warm sweet mouths,
but all the people out here are moving every ways at once they're too far past and they're too far south that leaves them... needing.