Woolf

[Intro] She went to the water I love her stories She went to the water I feel cold, I feel cold again Mother drags her meaning Three bodies breathing Mother bears her feeling If she folds, if she folds again Who is held? Who is holding them? She went to the water I loved her stories She went to the water It was told, it was told again Here it comes, here it comes again [Verse] I bought flowers for my writing desk I'm furthеr from God than I've ever been I bought flowеrs, I'm begging at best Send me a poem, untouched and unblessed Teacher, teacher, won't you teach me this? Slip me a note, I'll swallow the rest Teacher, teacher, won't you watch me undress? Watch me suck on the words, watch them sully this dress [Chorus] Heaven is twisting, fraying Heaven is bending, aging Heaven is twisting, fading Heaven is brutal, baby [Outro] Sometimes the songs I used to know Spring up sweet, swing low Spread their warmth across my throat A note too young, a note to choke