Marching Church Florida Breeze
Palm leaves waving
In syrupy air
Reality was left on board
I'm aware
Her fuelled brain
Has been going longer than mine
The damage is showing
In the Florida breeze
Feels like a kiss
One whole city
Escaped into this
Sinner's Eden
Feel me surround you
While this moment is still alive, let me breathe with you
Feel me surround you
Cars crashing into and around us, wouldn't break through
”All my ten finger tips are pressed against my forehead, running in circular motions, pounding in the question - are you telling it like it is, are you telling it like it is?”
Feel me surround you
While this moment is still alive, let me breathe with you
Feel me surround you
Cars crashing into and around us, wouldn't break through