Fever Moon

You're hot fog

I can feel you and you're not far off

I can taste you and you're what I want

But I can't know you even when you're in my arms.

You're burnt sky

A fever moon that makes the sun jealous at night

Your lava lips pour forth and branding iron eyes

Fix them unto me and bring me back to life.

You're quick sand

I work and fight but just sink deeper in the end

And every morning say I won't get stuck again

But by nightfall baby here I always am.

I tie myself in knots

You come and shake me loose

I'm bound up in you

We push til you're through

Lit up with proof.

I bite your belly soft

You make maps on my back

You blockade the door

I sink to your floor

Get ready for war.

You're hot fog

The bad decision that I lie here waiting on

Staring down your next mistake can take so long

When I hear your foot steps babe, I don't care that it's wrong

No, I don't care that it's wrong

No, I don't care that it's wrong.