Red Wanting Blue

Space Time

Red Wanting Blue


I get so excited sometimes
Young hearts are like glass
Beautiful, but won't last
I shadowed a skyline of old lovers and found
I held onto my favorite pieces to make the perfect heart for me
It will not sound
But the echoes are all around

Wringing my hands
Tripping on my tongue
I'm a space and time continuum
I am ready for love
Wringing my hands
Tripping on my tongue
I'm a space and time continuum
I am ready for what

I've raided the tombs up West
I tried my best
And the East was a beast
Come over
I headed North
And chased my tail back and forth
But I have never been as sad as I was when I had
Heard the love songs of the South
They shook the metal right out of my mouth

Wringing my hands
Tripping on my tongue
I'm a space and time continuum
I am ready for love
Wringing my hands
Tripping on my tongue
I'm a space and time continuum
I am ready for love

Wringing my hands
Tripping on my tongue
I'm a space and time continuum
I am ready for love
Wringing my hands
Tripping on my tongue
I'm a space and time continuum
My friends tell me I should shut up

Wringing my hands
Tripping on my tongue
I'm a space and time continuum
I am ready for love

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