When I walk in through the door
I'm thrown around and turned away
You make me twist my words
so when they appear they might know what to say
I'll inebriate the clock hands grabbing at your coiling spine
Wringing your neck and ringing in your ears
Uncertain of the passage of time
And when we start to turn, turn, turn
We can unravel all the things we learned
Pealing the layers from your clothes to your skin to your bones:
the layers of you
And when we start to turn, turn, turn
We can be sure that this is what we earned
Pealing the layers from your clothes to your skin to your bones:
the layers of you
My bedroom's filled with sand
and I'm dried up with the sea
And when we finally intertwine
Our bodies spiral down the sieve
I'll believe your eyes, darker and darker
like the nightfall here
I'll believe your lips, your fingertips,
your hands, your feet
and the joints where they meet
And when we start to turn, turn, turn
We can unravel all the things we learned
Pealing the layers from your clothes to your skin to your bones:
the layers of you
And when we start to turn, turn, turn
We can be sure that this is what we earned
Pealing the layers from your clothes to your skin to your bones:
the layers of you
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