everything is light and sound. facing forwards, going slowly. living by the hour, i stop for every flower. everything is soft and slow. now all these tastes improve through the view that comes with you. life you handed me my life. for the first time, it felt right. thank you for making me see there's a life in me, C. it was dying to get out. holding you, we made two spoons beneath the april moon. everything is soft and sweet. this cigarette it could seduce a nation with it's smoke. crawling down my tired throat. scratches part of me thats purring, softly stirring. look at these trees i feel affinity with. everything so soft and still. budding at my fingertips. touching you i start to bloom. alive with trains and passing ships. soft and sweet along your lips. i go, oh wow. thank you for taking me from my monestary. i was dying to get out. with tears of gratitude. i like my latitude. cross town train to you. now all these tastes improve. through the view that came with you. like they handed me my life for the first time it felt worth it. like i deserved it.