Flood - Saltillo, Richard Walters

Golden taste of your skin against my lips

The bitter breeze from the wounds and melodies

I’ve been fooled, I was never one to question

Now you’re here like a ride to take me anywhere I need to be

Flood, flood the holes of my life with your word

(Flood, flood the holes of my life with your words)

I wanna watch you wreck all the paintings in my house

As you run down my wall

Wash away these things I never needed

These papers and thes clothes

(holes in my life with your words)

Insid my chest beats an insect heart

Its legs will kick, its wings will start

To pull away from the rest of me and batter things like golden states

And I’ve been fooled, before you, I was so unsure I let life ruin me

And flood, flood the holes of my life with your word

I wanna watch you wreck all the paintings in my house as you run down my wall

Wash away these things I never needed, these papers and these clothes

(holes in my life with your words)

I wanna watch you wreck all the paintings in my house as you run down my wall

Wash away these things I never needed, these papers and these clothes