2:54 - Ride

First
Should i follow you there
Lost in a dark stare
Should i chase it there
Here
The ragged sails torn
As the room comes undone
Your crooked hip
Pointed tongue
It’s all a ride
Twist
To cover the sight
All limbs in a play-fight
Twitching flickering
Waves
They come easily
It’s in you
It’s in me
Separating seams
It’s all a ride
I could turn the hands
I could change it
I could put you back
Where i found you