Troy Von Balthazar Cover Us
Before it´s all over, I'd love to sleep with you and
criticize your art. The pigeons applaud you, a ghost of a
woman. I opened you up hard and covered you to the eyes.
Keeping you safe. You're so right. You're so light. It's
all bright. A forest of fingers with everything burning
and all the windows closed. We're folded together, let go
of our bodies and find out where this goes. Then while
you were sleeping, with feathers bent backwards you
spread out like a bird. And all of the others, they
circle above us, waiting for the word. Cover us to the
eyes, keeping us safe. You?re so right. You're so light.
It's all bright. You?re so right. You're so light. It's
all bright.
