Blindfold, feeling bold, oh
Crawl, fly, climbing high
Gaining height, oh
Wool and cotton wet in my mouth
Speak no longer
Traveling south
Searing hands, doused deep inland
Heaving still touch in high demand
Breathless from the climb
Working over time, swim along the tide
Bound, sore, hoping for
Hand me your ruler
Color coded
Mark my words and cover me softly
With those
Searing hands, doused deep inland
Heaving still touch in high demand
Breathless from the climb
Working over time, swim along the tide
Scorched torched lying on the porch
You know my restless mind is dreaming all the time
Breathless from the climb
Working over time, swim along the tide