Lyrics
You leaf yourself over me
"I was thinking about your little garden death
Your lace nape trace, so full of turns
We're so full of turns"
She was a first time executioner in that air
She came like an apparition to me
Her self-referencing outfits
"There is no shade to you"
This's while i was in my husking
I held my wet finger to the wind
And there it was!
The spikes and spores
And the stars, and the curves of a woman
There was wisteria
These flags sound a little bit like people
These bridges are a little bit foggier
The leaves leave the trees
There was wisteria
We began wilting asunder
As one wonder begin wilting
But continue to heart around
I wanted to take you out
There was wisteria
(I rid myself of the refreshing air
I thought i heard a sparrow sing
But this wind it does whistle
The struggle and what's left
There was wisteria
I hang suspended in the lake
Clutched at straws beneath deaths grasp
Locked innate before you know
Misunderstood, y'know I do this for my woman
I Do This For My Woman."
Writer(s): Aaron James Burke
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