The light that was yours and not electric
The air that escaped me with each syllable
I got lost in your quantum talk
You consumed me with that cynical look
And I watched with my nearsighted eye
I tried to fit into your logic
How many encounters fit in a life?
How much ground to walk?
How many suns will we see rise?
I entrusted you with my karmic beliefs
You sang your doubt to me
Your skeptical side, my mystical wave
I fantasized about your most intimate place
I answered you in my wettest place
We built bridges over liquid loves
How many encounters fit in a life?
How much ground to walk?
How many suns will we see rise?
How many encounters fit in a life?
How much ground to walk?
How many suns will we see rise?