When I put my hands on your body On your flesh I feel the history of that body When I put my hands on your body On your flesh I feel the history of that body Not just the beginning of its forming in the distant lake But all the way beyond its ending I feel the warmth and texture And simultaneously I see the flesh Unwrap from the layers of fat...Learn More

[?] I was tryin' to look away real fast I see all kinds of things I never seen before [?] My hair was long, [?] I called them my paper skirts Somethin' about them, [?] ripped into cloth It ripped like paper I'd bend down to kneel, they'd rip Used to think they were gonna beat me up, but They were making clickin' sounds, whistlin' I was walking...Learn More