Moments

Reservation by the moment

Steady as she goes and a quiet intention

Is this a symptom of a story?

The canvas isn't blank, but the color's far from drying

And when I'm laughing it's like I'm dying

When the wit of spoken word can diminish me to folly

This is cerebral, how could we know?

As I traverse your curls

Every molecule of breath escapes me

When your lips meet mine

I know this is what it's supposed to feel like

Moments span to hours

I think the clock caught wind of our good time

And I can't see anything wrong

Moments span to hours

I think the clock caught wind of our good time

Those hands are spinning faster

Those hands are spinning faster

And my heart keeps beating faster

Affirmation of a rhythm

The paddles won't be needed though the beat may be unsteady

I'm ready for every goddamn thing that we didn't see coming

As I trace your curves

Every molecule of breath escapes me

When our hearts align

I know this is what it's supposed to feel like

Moments span to hours

I think the clock caught wind of our good time

I can't see anything wrong

With loving every second of it

Moments span to hours

I think the clock caught wind of our good time

Those hands are spinning faster

Those hands are spinning faster

My heart keeps beating faster

Just one more kiss, there's a little time left

Just one more spin and another deep breath

Just one more kiss, there's a little time left

Just one more spin and another deep breath

One more kiss, there's a little time left

Just one more spin and another deep breath

These moments span to hours

I think the clock caught wind of our good time

And I can't see anything wrong

With loving every second of it

Moments span to hours

I think the clock caught wind of our good time

Those hands are spinning faster

Those hands are spinning faster

And my heart keeps beating faster