SkinoftheMelody

People.They have tastes & tonesFrequencies that draw me inVibrations that draw me away

How I know whether it's coldIf we are taking a walkBy the sea or around the haunting house

I look at the interfering dropletsSo much out there for the huntressof signsWondering if you've been looping itthe melodyas it seemed little

maybe that's why we like somethingbecause they are short, momentarywe want to build monuments out of themto freeze it in timejust maybe people are like that too

have you felt an orange coming fromthe silence of the skyhave you embraced the pen like Iwhen you first heard it heard your skin tone

I've started packingseems where it begins is the mindthe sealsoh they were so right

so I've been packingI'm going a million miles awaythen will get on that trainthat train will take me home

I've decided to listen the melody of skins

they all have oneand that is how we under-bearand as I packI think about the day we leftI close my blue bag

listening to themelodies of skinsas it was myfirst time

you know RainI saw how, if it hasbeen you, you'd feel it all

I found you in the deepestshade of my skinmy longing silence

and you Charlieyou've been recovering from the truth

I guess we make our choicesbefore we know they are our choices

I chose you.

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