© Michelle Bellerose 2011 All Rights Reserved

wave water me
.
.
.
you know you've got it
won't you send it out?
a thousand miles between our love

decisions come and then the reason goes
there's too much fear
let's not let feelings show

and in the aftermath of saying no
the heart, it curls
in an arctic cold

your feet of clay and stash of golden bows
your hide and seek
an arid mind on show

your blades of sun that dug beneath my flesh
woke me up to see
the fear that sows regret

its too late now, a velvet garden grows
the thorns are biting
they skirt our jungle road
they skirt our jungle rose

when you wake up, that's when i go to sleep
the ladder burns
beneath my feet

and though you care not to bear your breast to life
take comfort knowing
the fruit of change is ripe

your card is full, that very much is clear
its not for me to linger
or let go any tears
or let go any fears

wave water me

when i wake up, that's when you go to sleep
a thousand feathers
collect to weigh your dreams

you toss and turn and shrug off every night
the moon can't reach you
the river has run dry

our safety measures keep us fixed and firm
the roots beneath us
are but a silver urn
but a silver yearn

wave water me
oh
wave water me
oh babe
water water me