It's an anchor the painting is the host
That lets me feel my deepest.
It could be the sea and there's the hand where I walk,
It could be your arm stretched around me saying
I could be loved in all my finery and my faults let me savour you
I could be loved in all my finery and my faults let me savour you
Detach me, let me find you along the walls,
Fingertips placed on the rocks
Heart healing hiding
Heart healing hiding
Dear life,
It could be the wind,
Forest talking beside stone walls
And I hear the grass.
I could be loved in all my finery and my faults I'm going to savour you
I could be loved in all my finery and my faults let me savour you
Feet towards the sky
Where I like to seat bones
Firmly sat
Sky thinking.