looking past branches
past fresh mown grass
dirt licking my elbows
I watch his hand move
up up up her dress
don’t run away from me now
don’t run away from me now
she’s down on the ground
she gives the boy smile
I think of you I think of that
man all the while
you see my dreams
are filled with him
his face shows up on on
in my favorite Danish
don’t run away from me now
don’t run away from me now
she’s willing
just breathe
willing one day I’ll be
sail through my ears
I heard you fine the first time
time to let it go
time to give my gun a nice
surprise surprise
wiling. just breathe
willing. peeping tommi