OPTSotD- Peter Murphy

  I find you in the morning After dreams of distant signs You pour yourself over me Like the sun through the blinds You lift me up And get me out Keep me walking But never shout Hold the secret close I hear you say You know the way It twists and turns Changing color Spinning yarns You know the way It leaves you dry It cuts you up And takes you high You know the way It’s painted gold Is it honey Is it cold You know the way It throws about It takes you in And spits you … Continue reading OPTSotD- Peter Murphy