Hi pop
Last years of summer fall
Now my heart is ripe
Green to yellow to red
A bruise in reverse
When it breaks open
Crushed beneath the weight of expectations
You scoop it up in your hands
And say
That’s just love
Now we can feed you.
Last years of summer fall
Now my heart is ripe
Green to yellow to red
A bruise in reverse
When it breaks open
Crushed beneath the weight of expectations
You scoop it up in your hands
And say
That’s just love
Now we can feed you.