Why do you drawn me to the sheets?
When you know perfectly clear
I am afraid of heights.
Calling me for a dance amidst a fight.
Tying up our souls to the sleeves of the bed,
Yet undressed with uncertainty locks.
So! Please do tell me.
Why do I feel like singing?
While heavens drew us split off Haven
Scratching the back of a camel.
Yet unhinged with thoughts of spears
Thrown to the deep end of reality
Unhinged.
Heightened to puzzling questions...
Why's playing tricks,
to the bidding of fiesting fists
Punching the air to lost breath of time
Tied in strings of purple
Blue-blackened in passionate heaven kissing.
So! Please
please
please
Do to tell!
Why do you drawn me to the sheets?
When you know perfectly clear
I am afraid of heights.
