Scooters

You are here to distill all of the fire that I allow to harvest inside of my veins
that burns up all the love I've ever known
The sea can only break in so many rhythmic swells, my dear

There is a beauty inside my bones
Coating every action, kiss and word I've ever known
And I'm begging you to taste the movement I create

There's a King inside of my ribcage I'm dying for you to meet
He'll teach you a thing or two about the color of my eyes
But the sea can only break in so many rhythmic swells, my dear