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