Color got in my bones
Are we made of the same dust?
I might not be alone
Something magnetic pulls us
Mountains sleep like giants
Clinging to the earth as they doze
Til roused from their slumber
Belly filled with calm
Humming a sweet repose
A heaving sigh
Gentle giant
Color got in my bones
Are we made of the same dust?
I might not be alone
Something magnetic pulls us
Whispers thrown over shoulders
Blend in the wind as I step
You sense the tender motherless
Who would I be if we had never met?
Galaxies
Of memory
Color got in my bones
Are we made of the same dust?
I might not be alone
Something magnetic pulls us
Red and white mountains
Hint at a long-lost tale in a martian scene
Silvery bits and the chartreuse moss
Settle in the in-between
When stardust aligns
It can sweep you up into a magical spell
Who even knows where we came from
Or how you love me so well
You got in my bones
I'm no longer alone