Islands

Cool Intentions
I cannot finish the painting The landscape's amazing But it feels like it's made with an IED A fantasy of all the wicked things I'd like to see, ooh Now that the stillness, too, has faded from view If I could be more like the sea I'd wave you in till you were swa-swa-swallowing by me Climb in me as carelessly And you'll feel the bow give underneath suddenly But I'm just a series of breaths Not a tree, not yet I will still take your breath away All people are evil I have lied to you Tried to do good, but I am too From Letras Mania