I undress all common sense
Place a battery on my tongue
Try and recall all of the feelings I know
Plunge an anchor to a thought
Harbour all elated joy
Drift weightlessly in and out of the void
And I cuddle velvet wrapped memories of childhood
Sorbolene, bracken & conkers soaking in vinegar
Death do us part
And churn my head into butter
Cannon ball into the calm
Waiver all lingering doubt
Feel the sun hit on the roof of my mouth
Do you think that when you die
You get a list of what you’ve done?
So you can watch yourself back, growing up
And I cuddle velvet wrapped memories of childhood
Sorbolene, bracken & conkers soaking in vinegar.
Death do us part
And churn my head into butter
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