Heather Nova - Island |
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Island
Heather Nova There are parts of me he'll never know, He pulls at me like a cherry tree, My wild horses and my river beds, And I can still move, but I don't speak about it. And in my throat voices he'll never hear. Pretend I'm crazy, pretend I'm dead. He's to scared to hit me now, he'll bring flowers istead. I need an island, somewhere to sink a stone I need an island, somewhere to bury you, Somewhere to go. "Oh sweet thing" he sings to me, And the dogwoods shimmer in October sun, I need an island, somewhere to bury you, somewhere I need an island, somewhere to sink a stone "You're the only one." I need an island, somewhere to sink a stone He spat in my face again, and I don't want to die here. I need an island, somewhere to bury you, somewhere to go. And I don't know why I can't tell my sister, You know that dream when your feet won't move, you want to come but your body won't let you. He steals it from me.He steals it from me. He fucks with the beauty. It shines like sweat, like jewels, A kiss, a kick, a kiss, a kick, a kiss kiss kick. Like something that has died to soon. He steals it from me. It's out of my hands again. I need an island, somewhere to bury you, I need an island, somewhere to sink a stone Somewhere to go, to go. |
