Never Fathom
Luke De-Sciscio
Her fingertip had only broke the meadow
When digging out the sky she felt it purr
Now she's slinging colour over fences
Asking who is washing through her hair
It feels so predefined that I should stumble upon your laughter
Given all the words fell from your mouth
When our first autumn came gave my blushing skin your name
Threw me to the ground and stripped me naked
My baby all this time you were just pushing through my ether
For ore I dredge the earth and offer you
The skin behind my ear was a dance hall for your fever
So how could I fathom now you were only blowing through?
Well life can pick up speed you didn't ask for
Or did ask for but didn't understand
There was a measure on your breath
When you blew in from the west
Though I could only ever grow up to measure by you
My baby all this time you were just pushing through my ether
For ore I dredge the earth and offer you
But I can't get a spark from a stone
The skin behind my ear was a dance hall for your fever
So how could I fathom now you were only blowing through?
My lady I'm no prophet I'm not even a disciple
Said 'your spirit will suicide whatever you don't prove'
But baby from the start I knew your honey in your branches
From your hot sweat in your morning dew