Lemon Lyrics

Looking for the sunshine through lilac eyes

Veiled in the winter white

Laura holds dust in her lungs

Tongue puckered up

Wilted in the cracking ice

I can't see anything through the fog

But windmills turning

Ellie curls next to me

Heart rate slowing

Words are lost in the drown

Wavering quietly

Lemon blooms penetrate the sound

Plump in the center

Fading at the edges

A quivering flame

Ellie's dance of grace

A jade's tilt the shine

A growing cry

I can feel her readying to go

Me and sister watch from the grass

Whispering "make it slow"

I can feel her readying to go

A rush of water down my throat

I can feel her readying to go

Fading mind, succulent growth

I can feel her readying to go

A rush of water down my throat