Like Blood Like Honey

                                  You want to catch your breath you want to get out

But as you surface you don't really know how

How to live upon the solid ground

Sometimes it's easier to let yourself drown



LOVE IS

THICK LIKE

BLOOD LIKE

HONEY



You cannot spell it out there are no words

Mrs Johnson never taught me those verbs

On how to give myself and how to receive

It is something that's inside of you and me



LOVE IS

THICK LIKE

BLOOD LIKE

HONEY



Forget everything you ever learned

No one listens when you want to be heard

Just bleed the bittersweet



Seven sunrises and seven more nights

You'd think that we could learn to do it right

If nothing changes then I'm gonna stop

But do I really have a choice?

I think not