Indigo Dust

Bent over tripping on the tip of your rush
Like a lunatic the moon is spreading indigo dust
Every moment quickening the lick of your brush
Feel the click of gristle and the smell of your musk
As the labour make a fella mutter and such

Hmmm the way you make it Ahhh
You're giving me such a staggering
Feeling and the way you do your mmmmm
Your flesh so elegantly rendered
And with every stroke I'm picking up such an incredible freedom
As a consequence your thrilling me into a state of
Wonder

Bliss and agitation are equally spilt
Painting with a happy slice of catholic guilt
Mixing the stuff you make about to brim
Quietly aflutter under prickling skin
The action right in front of you is sucking you in

Hmmm the way you make it Ahhh
You're giving me such a staggering
Feeling and the way you do your mmmmm
Your flesh so elegantly rendered
And with every stroke I'm picking up such an incredible freedom
As a consequence your thrilling me into a state of
Wonder

Hmmm the way you make it Ahhh
You're giving me such a staggering
Feeling and the way you do your mmmmm
Your flesh so elegantly rendered
And with every stroke I'm picking up such an incredible freedom
As a consequence your thrilling me into a state of
Wonder