matte kudasai

I want to live where soul meets body & let the sun wrap its arms around me & bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing & feel, feel what its like to be new, because in my head there’s a greyhound station where I send my thoughts to far off destinations so they may have a chance of finding a place where they’re far more suited than here. & I cannot guess what we'll discover when we turn the dirt with our palms cupped like shovels but I know our filthy hands can wash one another’s & not one speck will remain. & I do believe it’s true that there are roads left in both of our shoes but if the silence takes you then I hope it takes me too. So brown eyes I hold you near because you’re the only song I want to hear, a melody softly soaring through my atmosphere. Where soul meets body, where soul meets body, where soul meets body. & I do believe it’s true that there are roads left in both of our shoes, but if the silence takes you then I hope it takes me too. So brown eyes I hold you near because you’re the only song I want to hear, a melody softly soaring through my atmosphere.