afternoon with the axolotls
Singer:hum
she hits the plate with both hands high
downward is heavenward and we are not alone
condensers on and a drop is found
a fingertip trace says to me i can see you when you are wet
a bed of dead leaves grace the ground
a quick glance to the other side and we will not be found
symbiants in haste command come close
screams to me i can see you above the rest
and through it all she seems secure
downward is heavenward and we are not alone
beelzebub can we do this without a net?