Indigo Dust

Bent over tripping on the tip of your rush Like a lunatic the moon is spreading indigo dust Every moment quickening the lick of your brush Feel the click of gristle and the smell of your musk As the labour make a fella mutter and such Hmmm the way you make it Ahhh You're giving me such a staggering Feeling and the way you do your mmmmm Your flesh so elegantly rendered And with every stroke I'm picking up such an incredible freedom As a consequence your thrilling me into a state of Wonder Bliss and agitation are equally spilt Painting with a happy slice of catholic guilt Mixing the stuff you make about to brim Quietly aflutter under prickling skin The action right in front of you is sucking you in Hmmm the way you make it Ahhh You're giving me such a staggering Feeling and the way you do your mmmmm Your flesh so elegantly rendered And with every stroke I'm picking up such an incredible freedom As a consequence your thrilling me into a state of Wonder Hmmm the way you make it Ahhh You're giving me such a staggering Feeling and the way you do your mmmmm Your flesh so elegantly rendered And with every stroke I'm picking up such an incredible freedom As a consequence your thrilling me into a state of Wonder