Lirieke: Ninety Pound Wuss. Solo Contendre.

Eyes looking through me
Some curvature, I don't know
Dining the black mine

A night could only rectify doubt
The newest form, like cherry red
Black eyes

Soft wool, tied in knots, pointing compliments
Unaware of any expectations
Horizontal dreams are the only thing
This was made for you and me

Always a doubt lingering with a new song
A moment collapsed like tension of bats disturbed by daylight
Oh, they're so disturbed
Oh, to dance and sing a sweet, sweet melody

Now I'll never forget your face
Now I'll never forget this place
I won't be here too long
I won't be here too long
Solo contender

There's no control
You cradle me, caress me
It's never quite there

And all my insecurities race to the surface, long winded
Your eyes look through me
This curvature I know well
There's no contest, you're the one