Grates Turn Me On
It all started long ago, we have staples deep they go, to an pasture vivid
green, to a slow moving stream.
I will have you justify, drawing on your baby teeth, swing me lightly start
my fire, I will roar.
Wrap yourself around me, do it just define me, do it to ignite me, do it as
a friend. anyway you want to, anyway you need to, I can hold my breath,
turn me on, turn me on.
Crawl inside your ancient eyes, feel your power it’s a gift, swing me
gently light my fire, I will grow.
Wrap yourself around me, do it justify me, do it to ignite me, do it as a
friend. anyway you want to, anyway you need to, I can skew it backwards,
turn me on, turn me on.
Turn me on…
